She looks good
She smells nice
She’s a real lady
with an expensive style
Hard to come by
Hard to resist
When she deludes you with a heavenly tryst
She leaves the room
You follow her
You're are well away
and your eyes are blurred
And what you see
is what you guess
But she wears a gun under her dress
Give her more, give her more,
give her more, give her more
But before you come around
She’s out of town
Now what you give
is not enough
Oh no oh don’t you dare
she really knows her stuff
So fall in love
She gets you blind
Even though you think you’re two of a kind
Oh steady as she goes
From man to prey
and then from lover to haul
She looks good
She seems nice
How can she afford an elegant style
Give her more, give her more,
give her more, give her more
But before you come around
She’s out of town
Black widow
Bride in red
Her tainted wedding dress
is tinged in death
Give her more, give her more,
give her more, give her more
Give her all, give her all,
give her all, give her all, give her all
But before you come around
And before you start to frown
Before she lets you down
She’s out of town