Pretty brown eyes

Pretty brown eyes
Still she rise
Pretty brown eyes
And Still she cries
Pretty brown eyes
Still she tries
Pretty brown eyes
Yes she’s wise
Pretty brown eyes
She’s the prize
Pretty brown eyes
She can read between the lies
As she sighs
Your energy then dies
She grabs your neck you grip her thighs
You pick her up she flee and flies
He sips me up like wine -SakiJ