She'll strut slowly to the center stage,
Hold the microphone, and then
Crystal notes..from a lyrical page
Come to life, her tunes begin..

Like a cd spin..

Your ears will know a magic time,
Every vocal tone rings right
Smooth and sweet,
Phrases descend and climb
To shame a nightingale, at night

Her music weaves just like a wand
To capture charm and grace
Of swans upon a pond..
The great distinctive styles she can supply
Lift you on soft wings..
To a cloud in the sky..

Her two lips offering a simple song
With perfect pitch..each note so true
You're in for a treat,
When the Gods of Blues bring
Mary J. Blige to you..

A way of offering a simple song
In perfect pitch..each not so true
You're in for a treat,
When the Gods of Blues bring
Mary J. Blige,
Mary J. Blige,
Mary J. Blige.. to you