It's something here inside to blame,
That makes me act like moth to flame.
An essence that was born within,
That plays me like a violin.
Present me with the feminine
And something happens here within.
My personality changes,
It completely rearranges.
I vibrate from hard to mellow,
Like a sweet stroke on a cello.
Smile and soften my attitude,
Beyond my normal latitude.
Like something turns a key inside.
Something that seems to touch my pride.
Do things I'd not normally do.
It seems to me I actually coo.
Of course this attitude can change,
It's that, that seems to me so strange?