New York, 3 o'clock at night no sleep God i must be tired 
Weird thoughts running through my brain 
My blood is pumping in my vains 
And there she sits, she looks at me 
Her skin is pale, her mind is free 
She smiles and says: how do you do ? 
Come with me or should i go with you 

Hey baby, you'd better watch out 
You don't know what you're doing 
When you're out and about 
Hey baby, now listen to me 
Things are never ever quite as they seem 

She ask me for a cigarette 
Her eyes are bright, her hair is red 
Dressed like a whore, but one with style 
A fantasy, i realise this is no fiction, it's insane 
Her make-up shows she knows the game 
And who am i to tell her no 
So i grab her coat and say let's go 

Hey baby, you'd better............. 

She takes me to her penthouse bed 
To relax my body and feed my head 
With stories i never heard before 
I'm waiting 'cause i know there's more 
She takes off her clothes and see 
This girl has hairy legs like me 
This may sound a little rude 
I want sex but not with a dude 

Hey baby, you'd better