You're a rebellious one, aren't you?

Dying your hair crazy colors, red and blue

But somehow it looks good on you

Your eyes are a vivacious green

Enough to make any girl scream

But they gleam with mischief

Complementing the smirk upon your lips

When you're strumming your guitar

Not even the screams of the crowd can mar

Your rocking performance

Yet you can be as gentle as the cat

That curls up in your lap

By the fireside

Your carefree laughter brings

Crinkles to your eyes

Your childish grin brings

Dimples to your cheeks

All these reasons are why

I couldn't help but decide

To be your number one fan