The Lioness

She’s a tiny little thing, barely scales the floor Under fifty kilos, but she’s running the score I’m sitting right here at ninety-six kgs But she’s the one bringing me down to my knees I don't know why, but she's swinging her fists A storm in a teacup, with a dangerous twist She throws a left hook, she throws a right knee Man, I’m wondering what to do with this crazy lady. Is she blowing off steam? Is it just for some fun? A fierce little shadow in the midday sun To tell you the truth, I can feel a small fly Sitting on my leg more than when her punches fly But the more that I chuckle, the more that I laugh The more she gets mad on her war-path The sparks start to fly, the temperature grows Where does it come from? Nobody knows! Oh, is it her Russian heart, or what is going wrong? She’s a wild little lioness, singing her song She fights like a giant, though she’s small as a spark Leaving her preview on my skin in the dark But oh, the sweet makeup, the peace in the night Makes me forget about the whole damn fight! Yeah, the making up is sweet, it’s a beautiful thing Like the first day of summer after a heavy spring I know that she knows that it don’t hurt at all That’s why she keeps bouncing her fists off my wall Or maybe, just maybe, she’s playing the game Just to get to the fire and the comforting flame? She wants the sweet healing, the kiss and the hug So she acts like a tiger on my living room rug. Oh, is it her Russian heart, or what is going wrong? She’s a wild little lioness, singing her song She fights like a giant, though she’s small as a spark Leaving her preview on my skin in the dark But oh, the sweet makeup, the peace in the night Makes me forget about the whole damn fight! So what should I do? Can’t hit her back, no way! I’ll just smile and endure it day after day Let her roar, let her fight, let her do what she must In this wild, crazy love, she’s the one I trust. Oh, is it her Russian heart, or what is going wrong? She’s a wild little lioness, singing her song She fights like a giant, though she’s small as a spark Leaving her preview on my skin in the dark But oh, the sweet makeup, the peace in the night Makes me forget about the whole damn fight! Yeah, under fifty kilos... But a total lioness! Come here, you wildcat.