Dear boy in silvery blue
Do the lights blind you?
How many girls find you?
It's a paparazzi zoo

You own the ramp notoriously
The lion in his territory
Splashed all over local papers
That poison women with its vapors

They eat you up
Yet you continue to jump
From a tulip to a rose
You want them all when you pose

Maybe there's a side to you
That is somewhat new
Could it be that you are genuine
Or is a chase destined to ruin?

Prince Charming requests my trust
I suppose he's consumed with lust
I've only seen love leaving 
Which sparks hesitation within