Makeup mask my face
My eyes tell you every lie you long to hear
My body you try to buy but you cannot afford and I would not give in
I am the women in the crimson silk kimono that covers my milky skin
I dance for you
And poor you tea and sacky
Geisha
I play you games
Then levee you as if I was a dream to you
In a jingle of the bells in my hair and a strikes of my bright kimono
But all you see is my beauty
But not my soul
All of me you see is the costume
I lay before you
Not knowing to pay my debt
I was raped
And that I have learn to smile
When my child was taken from me
For all you know is my beauty
Not my pain.
My eyes tell you every lie you long to hear
My body you try to buy but you cannot afford and I would not give in
I am the women in the crimson silk kimono that covers my milky skin
I dance for you
And poor you tea and sacky
Geisha
I play you games
Then levee you as if I was a dream to you
In a jingle of the bells in my hair and a strikes of my bright kimono
But all you see is my beauty
But not my soul
All of me you see is the costume
I lay before you
Not knowing to pay my debt
I was raped
And that I have learn to smile
When my child was taken from me
For all you know is my beauty
Not my pain.
