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Song Description

The artist and her object of infatuation share mutual feelings for one another, and share their deepest, darkest fantasies. Thus she knows all about his needs and desires -- and she believes she can fulfill them... However, he has chosen to be with someone else... This is quite disconcerting to the artist, as she is aware that his prudish and innocent girlfriend is in fact guilty of depriving him of certain sexual acts, and the artist is confident she can do a much better "job." After all, if his claims are true that his girlfriend is kind, giving, and loving, just how much is she all of those things if she is not generous or affectionate in the bedroom?

Lyrics

IS SHE

I wanna hand you
Something you say that you lack,
I understand you
Feel as if you've fallen back.
And you wanna feel like a man.
Well, instead of dong things solo,
You know that I would go so low
To give you a high
So that you don't run dry
From things that she'll never try.

Well, we all make choices,
So if you're not satisfied,
They're your inner voices,
Telling you not to let go,
Well is she so gung-ho
When you're deep inside--
Her mind?
You know in a crowd you're the one I would find--
Which is more than she would;
Are you misunderstood,
Or is she really that good?

Is she everything you dream of?
Is she someone who's your true love?
Tell me just how far does she go?
Does she stroke more than your ego?
Is she clever? Is she cute or
Is she dry and so much duller?
Is she someone you can shoot for
When you want to be off-color?
Can she be naughty,
Or is she too haughty?
Tell me, is she a hottie?
Comfortable with her body?
Please tell me...
Is she? Is she?

I wanna blow you
Kisses from across the room, and do more than that.
I wanna show you
How it is when it's tit-for-tat.
And I'll make you feel like a man;
I know--
You're tired of playing that solo
You wanna speed up your tempo.
She keeps you so far behind,
And well, I hope you don't mind,
But don't you think that's unkind?

Is she everything you dream of?
Is she someone who's your true love?
Tell me just how far does she go?
Does she stroke more than your ego?
Is she kind and sympathetic?
Well, she must be one-in-a-million,
So go on and wax poetic,
But would she dare go Brazilian?
Can she be naughty,
Or is she too haughty?
Tell me, is she a hottie?
Comfortable with her body?
No, she's not like me...
Is she? Is she?

And if she doesn't have nerve,
Like I do,
Then what does she deserve?
From you?
Did you think that her kind would serve?
So prim and proper and sweet,
And maybe she's so petite,
But I keep throwing these curves.
She doesn't hold a candle;
Maybe you can't handle--
Me...

'Cause I'm everything you dream of.
I am someone you're afraid to love.
I will tell you how far I'd go
To stroke more than just your ego...

Now, is she everything?
Is she everything?
Is she? Is she? Is she?....