Well, she walks like a millionaire
The black in her eye
Picks out the red in her hair
Well she talks like she's tired of it all
But in an hour or two
She'll be having a ball

Hot legs
Your love potion
Much more
Than just a crazy notion
And if ya want more
Try her hot water
She'll be leading you on
Like a lamb to the slaughter
She's a little angel

Don't ya know that you're mine
Just a little angel
Makin' movies, she's dancing like a queen
She lived like a star but they don't
Know where she's been
Her man he is a drunk and a hood
So she's back on the streets
'Coz to her she feels good

Freight train, ride into the night
She'll drive the fast lane
If the time was right, and if you want
More, try her hot water
She'll be leading you on
Like a lamb to the slaughter.