She's the kind of lady that always calls the shots
She makes you well aware of all the things that you ain't got
Super-fiscal beauty knowing she's all that
She wears our your Mastercard and wears on all your hats
Just like a vision in the dead of night
that you can grope but never hold
She'll flash you glimpses of her inner light
You'll never see into her soul
She'll never give you that power
You think you're in control, but I know she'll never yield
Acts like the home team girl
doing each position when she plays the field
You ain't getting on first base, but you're working on stealing home
She's got you in the hot box
From on deck, to in the hole