In The Oasis

I was walking down the street
The pavement, a big frying pan
Smell of rubber filling the air
American made sandals are cheap!

Something was at a distance
A mirage? Maybe, I don't know
Oh wait, it's an oasis goddess

Damn, who's that shorty walking?
What a fine silhouette in the mirage
What fine silhouette?
Over there, she is fine!
What?!
Never mind, there's a hotty over there
Oh.....

What a fine goddess she is
Walking...no, sauntering in grace
Sun color top with khaki shorts
Tan skin gleaming in the sun
Dare I say Aphrodite?
Black hair wavering in the wind

Cut the crap, she is hot!
No, I think beautiful is the word
Perfect bosom and perfect booty
No, I prefer lusting appearance

Damn, I keep falling into this trap
Every big breast and ass girl is hot
Why does she have to be hot?
Beauty is aesthetic, I think...
But society has created a monster

The silhouette is a ghost I desire