I remember you as a fly girl young, vibrant, full of energy and In Living Color.
The Boriqua wit the twinkle in her eyes the bright smile with Big hopes in the Big City of Dreams.
My Jenny from the Block who told me her love Don't Cost a Thing.
I still loved you even though you hung out wit the Bad Boy, looking sexy in the Versace wanting to be called J-Lo.
Eventually you smartened up and said Enough.
While recapturing my heart on a Money Train.
Askin me if you gave me all your love would you Trust in Me.
I always did even when the Anaconda threatened to take you away.
And even though you're from Brooklyn you was always my Maid in Manhattan.
The Jersey Girl who took the world by storm.
I knew you were The Most Beautiful even before People.
The American Idol regardless of who the fans voted for.
Now you're ready to start a new chapter in your life.
No longer wanting to be the wife of that guy who plays on Hawthorne.
Through it all stay classy and dignified.
Keep that winning smile and your head up high.
I wish it was me who was your man.
I see the pain in your eyes and I truly understand.
I know we can never be so I'll just hope and pray that one day I can find a Boriqua with a twinkle in her eyes with Big hopes and Dreams with a smile that lights up the New York sky.
A love that Won't Cost a Thing.
I wish upon a star as I toss a penny.
Hoping I find a woman like you.
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