Baby, you ain’t gonna change into something fine
Some kind of a dream
You’re a red hot foxy haze
With a kind of a midlife thing
You blow your steam
You scare the hell out of me
With your big blue light on top of your head
You know I can’t refuse to spend a little time
With a midlife thing

Now my red hot foxy haze your time has come to die
Blow your candle my fragile love your time has come to end
Now my red hot foxy haze your time has come to die

You say I’ll take a man out if that’s
what it takes to achieve my goal
you’re on top of the hill
with your broken bones
and no mind of your own
a foxy haze like you
should not be on my mind
so I’ll block my eyes
you know I’ve always adored
to be your little whore you gotta pay for