“Grand Prize”

She’s a little older. Yet she’s cute and really young.
Kind of like a full moon when it’s, goin’ down on the mornin’ sun.
She has a really, really bad side, and a goody girl personification.
Walks a really, really, really fine line. Crisscrosses on all your sensations.

(she is the, Grand Prize) She is the One and Only.
(she owns the night life) Leaves All Hearts Hopin’ Yet Lonely.
(don’t wait for her eyes) To Come a Gazin’ at You.
(‘cuz she’s the, Grand Prize) So Kneel Down Like We Do.

She was born an only child, from a virgin, immaculate conception.
Danced and played but never got really wild. Portrayed a queen like perception.
Then she ‘came a woman and a diva. Turned on her charm and made you a believer.
Webbed a net, then spun you to her kinky ways. Gave you a bone and now you’re a retriever.

(she is the, Grand Prize) Blue Ribbon with a Ten Foot Trophy.
(always has a good time) Strings Together a Unique Motif.
(she is the right size) Voluptuously Curved and Seen On YouTube.
(she is the, Grand Prize) So Kneel Down Like We Do.

She brings the world together.
Hand wave creates the weather.
Her stand quiets the crowds.
Turns and walks, bow down right now.

(she is the, Grand Prize) Number 1 On All the Top 40 Charts.
(she is a fast ride) Burns Rubbers Like a Drag Race On Start.
(she is a best buy) Stock Rises Like a Hot Pair of Gold Shoes.
(she is the, Grand Prize) So Kneel Down Like We Do.

Yeah! Kneel Down!
Bahando! Bahando! Bow Down Now.
She’s the, “Grand Prize!”

Music and Lyrics, 2010: Peter J. Beauchemin