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