Hot Spicy you glide on by
Don’t even know what you deny
Never seeing all heads turn
Never understanding how men’s hearts yearn.
Hot and spicy you glide on by
Hot and Spicy just too shy
How can it be you can’t tell
The magic of your crafty spell
All that pass stare to look at you
Never noticed by those eyes so blue
A siren’s voice sweet and alluring
no one sees your pain so enduring
If just hot and spicy is all they see,
how can real love ever be?