High Voltage Queen

I was checking out the Ritz hotel, in the middle of a Paris afternoon

My baby nude, my baby sweet, my baby got a perfect ass

Electric lips on endless legs, chaotic fury on breathless heels

My baby goddess is the reign of high voltage queens

A kamikaze body that blows up sex in your dream

Satan's daughter kills with the perfume of her moves

As she walks through the lobby turning man's eyes into steam

The lady is nude, damn! The model is real.

She turns me on, she turns you on. She turns every single fucking life form on

She doesn't care of your control. She doesn't give a fuck of your smart rock'n roll

You wanna try? Try me and die? Give me some love. Yes show me what you've got

I've got it all. When nothing hides. I wanna try

And while her chest so synchronized with the flying of her mane

She keeps going her machine-gunning with her style... a hurricane

Now let them shake and shake for me and shake it yes, yes shake it only

My baby nude, my baby streaks, my baby with her perfect ass

She turns me on, she turns you on. She turns every single fucking life form on

She doesn't care of your control. She doesn't give a fuck of your smart silicon