Renaissance Girl

She’s a 1917 renaissance daydream
Pretty face, tiny waist
Hates the drama but loves the taste
All her friends hate her
All the boys wanna date her
She’s unavailable, they want her ‘cause she’s unattainable

Small town girl living in her own world
Everybody talks the talk
But they can’t walk the walk like she do

Baby, she’s kind of crazy
Isn’t she lovely?
She’s the sugar in my lemonade
The highlight of the parade
The plan behind the charade

She’s a four entry corridor
Everything you want and more
She’s lightning fighting in her own grand snowstorm
Her essence of confidence
Believe there’s always a chance
To find a new sky and blue something ‘bout her so true

Walks around with her head held high
Always on the ride to find out what’s on the other side

Baby, she’s kind of crazy
Isn’t she lovely?
She’s the message inside the stars
The crack inside the plastic arts
The reason why distance is far

She’s a renaissance girl
She’s a renaissance girl
Renaissance girl
She’s a renaissance girl

Renaissance girl
She’s a renaissance girl
She’s a renaissance girl
She’s a renaissance girl