Renaissance Girl

She's a 1917 renaissance daydream Pretty face, tiny waist Hates the drama but loves the taste All her friends hate her All the boys wanna date her She's unavailable, they want her 'cause she's unattainable Small town girl living in her own world Everybody talks the talk But they can't walk the walk like she do Baby, she's kind of crazy Isn't she lovely? She's the sugar in my lemonade The highlight of the parade The plan behind the charade She's a four entry corridor Everything you want and more She's lightning fighting in her own grand snowstorm Her essence of confidence Believe there's always a chance To find a new sky and blue something 'bout her so true Walks around with her head held high Always on the ride to find out what's on the other side Baby, she's kind of crazy Isn't she lovely? She's the message inside the stars The crack inside the plastic arts The reason why distance is far (Ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) (Ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) She's a renaissance girl (ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) She's a renaissance girl (ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) Renaissance girl (ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) She's a renaissance girl (ba-ra-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba) Renaissance girl She's a renaissance girl She's a renaissance girl She's a renaissance girl