On a solitary stage, she is wrapped around a pole 

Leg's are lovely fashion long, image pinned against the wall 



She has lovers in the hall, climbing thousand cracks to ball 

Waiting for her to call 

Little red rides in her hood, wanting only to feel good 

The wolf is coming in for a ride 



Look look what I have and you can't refuse 

There's a brown girl in the ring with you 



Hey yeah, she looks like a sugar, and she's a plum 

Hey yeah, she looks like a sugar, with a gun, stun gun