| In your high school photo
|
| You looked so young and naive
|
| Now I heard you got a nickname
|
| The lady of the leash
|
| Well I find you on a midnight shift
|
| I bet you had your fair share of stiffs
|
| There were onerous odors
|
| I’ve got to admit
|
| Because you’re a dangerous, dangerous
|
| A dangerous beauty
|
| So painfully plain to us
|
| You’re doing your duty
|
| Who you got there in that hood, you look so fancy in those photographs
|
| With your rubber gloves on you’re a favourite with the Chiefs of Staff
|
| You’re doing such a wonderful job
|
| You’re a natural at working with dogs
|
| Keeping everyone awake at night
|
| With a touch of the prods
|
| Well you’re a dangerous, dangerous
|
| A dangerous beauty
|
| Yeah, disdainfully, painfully
|
| A bit of booty, yeah
|
| You’re a dangerous, dangerous
|
| A dangerous beauty
|
| Beauty
|
| Well you’re a dangerous, dangerous
|
| A dangerous beauty
|
| If I was your captain
|
| I’d put you soon to bed
|
| What I say
|
| Yeah everybody
|
| Beauty
|
| Everybody now, yeah
|
| Are you all tied up, put in a box
|
| Yeah, dangerous
|
| Giving them electric shocks
|
| I’ve seen the gloves coming off
|
| Dangerous
|
| If looks could be killing, I bet you shoot me now |