A g-string is looking for a pilot

White flesh is coming down the stairs again

Your look just makes me a believer

Stray cats are landing in a rain storm

Crashed down lost in wango tango land

Spaced out your body gives me fever

You sex it

Relax it

Reload it

You want it freshly squeezed

Closed down the road of all restrictions

Mad dogs are tearing down the roof again

Sweet noise is pouring from the speakers

Last dance I'm drowning in the moonlight

Exit is the door that I can't find

Black out it can't get it any deeper

You sex it

Relax it

Reload it

And never hold it

You slash it

Refresh it

Reload it

You want it fresh

Got no diamonds rings

But a song to sing

Just to make you fly

Beggar or a king.