“Independent woman” by Eureka C. Bianzon

You might say,she’s alone
Yes she’s alone,but she’s happy
 she got her own
She lives independently from
dusk ’til dawn
Manage her life in her 
happy home

She will never depend on to 
someone else
She has a job to have her 
She got no interest of playing
with someone else
For she can live independently

She’s not weak, always she
gives a try
And she’s always willing to 
help and be your guide
She’s an independent woman
Ideal of all
You’ll be fortunate enough
once you hook her world

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