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