Altogether different, by nature draws together
One with hands of satin, the other, hands of leather.
X and Y , a different breed, by far, a different mental need
Whats physical and plants the seed
She suddenly feels the emotional lead
That he forsakes in the name of greed
Her sideways glance that he can't read
her heart that easily so can bleed
that fault of hers that he can't feed.
A man is a man, and a woman can plead.
It's as simple as that. X and Y
Accept it for what it is.
And you are his.