You're the surreal deal, the sex appeal...the way you make me feel. Not real. You're fake....half baked, fade away, shake and bake, no give all take...you can take what you thought you gave and shove up your *** nah I won't say it, I'm a lady, 100% classified, diversified, certified lady. Head held high, touch the sky, twinkle in her eye lady. I know right from wrong that's why I sing this song, the anthem of a lady. You can take my body, you can take my words, you can take my heart, you can take all I own but you will never take the one thing that makes me the woman that stands before you today....you can never have my soul. The pure essence of love that lingers within, the shiver down your spine created by one touch at my whim, the pure and natural energy that is born, thrives, and delivers from within, my soul, my being, me.