[Verse 1]

She's got a fetish for fine art

A pair of knee-socks and an oversized sweatshirt

Yeah, she goes right to my heart

She comes a-knocking with her stocking and I get hurt

I get the feeling I'm in deep

Troubled waters, but they're only thigh-high

This kind of girl don't get no sleep

Don't wake your father, skip the starters, strap those garters up

Oh, my, my

[Verse 2]

Chequered pattern on your skirt

I see you flaunting, see you taunting, it's so sickening

I can't resist the way you flirt

I should be dead but my heartbeat's quickening

I get the feeling less is more

It's an excuse just to shake your little derrière

That ratio a perfect score

A girl's status is measured by her denier

[Chorus]

Lie down, baby

Arch your back now

Maybe you can help me get what I want

Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine

It's all about the game and what you flaunt

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you

When you know that you're not teasing me

She's an absolute terror for absolute territory

[Post-Chorus]

(You're so hotly contested, here's a tip)

(You should rename your thighs to the Gaza Strip, yeah)

[Verse 3]

That's it, baby, take control

You're so enticing, mesmerising, don't know how to react

You're gonna steal my very soul

More manslaughter than the Third Impact, yeah

I see you strutting in that pleat

Double-taking, yeah, I'm shaking and you know it shows

This kind of girl just can't be beat

She whispers in my ear, "Take off your clothes"

[Chorus]

Lie down, baby

Arch your back now

Maybe you can help me get what I want

Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine

It's all about the game and what you flaunt

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you

When you know that you're not teasing me

She's an absolute terror for absolute territory