Her eyes are excited,
A vicious grin on her lips.
The click of her footsteps,
The sway of her hips.
Her skin is so flawless—
Legs gorgeous and long.
To all men her body
Is but a siren's song.
She likes the attention,
Loves men playing her game.
She never regrets,
And never feels ashamed.
You’ll fall for her tune as she
Plays melodious with your heart.
Then she’ll get bored,
And she’ll just rip it apart.
I know now why,
In the middle of the night she sings,
It’s only for a thrill.
How many more souls will be
Her deadly song can kill?
