IRC-Galleria

He was standing in the lobby with big, brown eyes,
A beautiful woman standing to his side.
I walked by and he said, "Hi." I never thought that I would be his type.

He suggested that we should go outside.
He dazzled me with money and his fancy ride.
He said he'd take me away and buy me diamond rings.
Thanks, but no thanks. I got my own thing.
I'm trying to be that woman, the independent lady who depends on no one.

You better watch out cuz I'm hip to you.
Thanks, but no thanks. I got my own thing.

He might be blushing but it's hard to tell.
He began to grin as the clock struck twelve.
Standing alone with such a handsome fella.

He might be a prince but I'm no Cinderella.
He's got money, fancy things, quite handsome, coated with fame.
He didn't even think that I'd know his name.
Tried to play me out but I was hip to his game.

The lady's all paws as he tilts his hat.
I can't believe that he's looking at me.
There's an independent woman.
Got a hold of her own.

Thanks, but no thanks. I got my own thing.