They say to fear the crocodile smile
When you see it, run for a mile
For there is nothing behind the teeth
Except for others to see your death wreath
Every girl in the world has their own version
Usually helps when she needs a diversion
To feed the hungry masses her false charm
And to send to the other girls an alarm
Usually a silly fool thinks he is going to see
Anything that will help him hold the key
But behind that smile is force that can maim
Cause she's no damsel in distress, she's a dame
This isn't a warning for the daring fool to try
This is a tool to help the girls try to fly
Or if they can't find a way to show their bite
At least they can find a way to put up a fight
