You're proud that your woman’s presence evokes glances
Evokes stares, gazes, frequently by design and by chances
Evokes gawking, kooks and drive-by bouts of admiration
As she walks down streets, boulevards on her destinations
As she walks down streets, boulevards on her destinations
And when they do so, when they look, when they admire
When they steal quick glances with covert looks of desire
When they steal quick glances with covert looks of desire
You, the proud, secure man gladly feel on top of the world
As long as she is yours, you’re the envied King of the world
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