Cold Casanova
Those stond cold eyes that shine
With that passionate blaze
As they reflect all that seductive looks
With his one sultry gaze
Whiskers of black divine
Movements the speed of light
His techniques and movements so fine
Are an astounding sight
He adorns the clothes of a royal
Women flock him intense
But will he, the dandy gym leader
Ever be aware of my presence
Is he ever lonely
Does he ever need love
Does he ever want that stunning beauty
That the universe wants him to see?
Will he ever love me true
If he ever discovered
That the love you share with one woman is lone enough
Especailly if it's me and you?
I may probably never know
What's in that dashing man's heart
Btu I know his Casanova life
Is what sets us apart.