Absol

Lyrics

She's got a fetish for fine art A pair of knee-socks and an oversized sweatshirt She goes right to my heart She comes a'knocking with her stocking and I get hurt I get the feeling I'm in deep Troubled waters but they're only thigh-high This kind of girl don't get no sleep Don't wake your father, skip the starters, strap those garters up Oh my my! Checkered pattern on your skirt I see you flaunting, see you taunting, it's so sickening I can't resist the way you flirt I should be dead but my heartbeat's quickening I get the feeling less is more It's an еxcuse just to shake your little dеrrière That ratio; a perfect score A girl's status is measured by her denier Lie down baby Arch your back now Maybe you can help me get what I want Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine It's all about the game and what you flaunt Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you When you know that you're not teasing me She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory