Look at you with your new wave haircut 

Check you out with your airbrush makeup 

Look at you 

Check you out 



Look at you with your white mesh half shirt 

Check you out with your spandex miniskirt 

Look at you 

Check you out 



And what's the deal with that hot shit head toss? 

What the fuck, is that hot pink lip gloss? 

What's the deal? 

What the fuck? 



You make me sick.

Yeah right



You're such a black lacquer table 

Excuse me? You sure talk a lot. 



Well you're as fake as a beauty shop nagle 

Admit it, you want what I got 

You've got invisible fangs 

And Terri Nunn bangs 

Your erotic cabaret is nonstop 

You're wearing too many belts 

And I bet they leave welts 

Shut up and dance cause I wanna pop 



Get over here 

I know what you want 

Yeah? 

Yeah. 



Look at you with your teenage hard on 

Check you out with your black lace bra on 

Look at you 

Check you out 



Look at you with your mouth on my tit 

Check you out with your hand on my dick 

Look at you 

Check you out, yeah 

Look at you with my hand down your pants 

Check you out getting' fucked while we dance 

Look at you 

Check you out 



Fuckin' on the dance floor 

Fuckin' on the dance floor 

Everybody's fuckin' 

Fuckin' on the dance floor