And so I sit
In the dark for a bit
I give a glance
You see my face, not my stance
My head's a whirl
But soon enough it's clearing
I am the girl
With the pearl earring
I look ahead
Clad in my blue and yellow
And not in red
So specified that fellow
And with a curl
He makes my face endearing
I am the girl
With the pearl earring
The men may gaze
Like staring is in fashion
But I'm not fazed
I will dispel their passion
I'll give a twirl
And laugh away their leering
I am the girl
With the pearl earring
