I am intelligent,
And I am bright;
Maybe a little old-fashioned,
But I like my gallant knight.
Some people say I'm crazy,
Some call me a romantic fool;
But when I walk into a room,
And a gentleman rises, that's cool.
When heavy boxes I carry,
Remember a work horse I'm not;
I would like some help with these,
Since being a lady is my lot.
I love being a lady,
When a gentleman I find;
If he is my knight,
He will find me gentle and kind.