The lady's improving
So don't give up hope
You'll ask: Is she perfect?
My answer is nope!
I know what you're doing
Her range needs expanding
Her edges need sanding
But she can become a sure bet!
So I'm begging you sir
Don't give up on her yet
You're trying to appeal to the fan in me
Well, it won't work
I'm not a fan anymore
The lady's improving
So much that she gloats
I know you've got standards
Feel free to give notes
There isn't an issue
And that's why I wish you
Could see there's no reason to fret!
So I'm begging you sir
Don't give up on her yet
Seriously, Dee Dee, this is unsettling
It's like a fantasy that I don't want to have
Everybody thinks that I've got some kinks
That I'll never work out
Even you're inclined
To think I'm unrefined
But I promise with some time
That my aptitude will climb
And you'll leave your doubts
And disbeliefs behind!
The lady's improving
Removing all doubt
She has hidden charms
That are sure to come out
You're bound to discover
This book's not her cover
So don't make a move you'll regret!
So I'm begging you sir
No reneging on her
Don't give up on her yet!
