City Girl At Heart

Anointed country with a city crush Tall buildings make me blush Up to my ears in Georgia peaches Urban desire boldly breaches A chiseled orifice that I wear The country folk tend to stare Wheat straw, in between their teeth Around their neck, a red wreath Bare feet on thick red clay Rooster cries at the sight of day Birds chirp a George Strait song I rap with Sisqo about a thong No one seems to comprehend The time in daydream that I spend Wishing I could click my heels And awake in a high rise, the city's gills Despite my efforts, I reside south Just beneath Atlanta's mouth Lips of lights, beauty glows Air tight, forever closed