She dances around   Laughs up and down as   She tickles my mind   She knows when we kiss   Sweet tenderness, she’s   The passionate kind      She offers all she can, and then   She gives me all she’s got   Ready or not    But she’s true to herself   And she’s true to me, to me      She dress like a clown   She paints on her frown   How she does what she will   She tears all the tips off her cigarettes   Smokes just to keep herself still      She’s not afraid to be afraid   And strong enough to know why   Maybe she’ll cry   But she’s true to herself   And she’s true to me, to me      To me she sings like the day   Morning, good morning   The suns come out   Why don’t we play   To me she cries like a child   With no bedtime story   The stories over, meanwhile   She stays true, so true, oohh      She offers all she can, and then   She gives me all she’s got   Ready or not   But she’s true to herself   And she’s true to me, to me   Yeah she’s true to herself   And she’s true to me, to me