If you want my silky lips
Let me give you little tips
When you want to reach your goal
Show me  your pure soul
Show me your witty brain
Don’t ruin me again

Don’t give me false alarms
Don’t squeeze me in your arms
Don’t treat me like your stuff
I’m telling you ENOUGH

I’m the beam of morning sun
I’m a sister of Lord’s son
I’m a woman and a girl
I AM NOT your SLAVE at all.