maybe...maybe not

No, I can’t drive a car
And I’m not a biker chick
I’m too scared to bungee jump
Too chicken for horror flicks

I don’t subscribe to The Economist
I’m not a yoga buff
I don’t read Paulo Coelho
Or Khaled Hosseini and stuff

But I’m hoping you care a damn
Look beyond the wham bam
I’m hoping you won’t be a sham
And like me for who I really am

I’m not big on world cinema
Haven’t traveled to exotic parts
I’m not good with babies
Or with discussing creative arts

I don’t have a tattoo
Can’t fix a mean martini
Can never tell a kick-ass joke at parties
Or look super skinny

But I’m hoping you care a damn
Look beyond the wham bam
Hoping that you won’t be a sham
And like me for who I really am

I don’t have a thing for languages
Or for watches or stones
I don’t fast on Tuesdays
Or have a fancy phone

I don’t own a diamond
Or shoes from Nine West
I have a face that’s average
And everything else that’s modest

But I’m hoping you care a damn
Look beyond the wham bam
Hoping that you won’t be a sham
And like me for who I really am