On a solitary stage, she is wrapped around a pole
Leg's are lovely fashion long, image pinned against the wall

She has lovers in the hall, climbing thousand cracks to ball
Waiting for her to call
Little red rides in her hood, wanting only to feel good
The wolf is coming in for a ride

Look look what I have and you can't refuse
There's a brown girl in the ring with you

Hey yeah, she looks like a sugar, and she's a plum
Hey yeah, she looks like a sugar, with a gun, stun gun