Lyrics:

She puts on her thigh length stockings

Those high heels have got men walking her way

That short skirt keeps them gawking

She's got a plan she keeps on talking away

The temptation's got me a buyin'

It's what she says that's a lie what'd she say?

The wind blows her hair is a flyin'

She never knows who's bed she'll lie in and sway...sway!

Won't get burned from the flame

She'll do it all, there is no shame

She wakes up late in the mornin'

Her clothes are tattered, old and worn, you see

She still desires so much more

Drinks herself down to the floor, like me

Hits the road, she keeps on truckin'

A new road got her luck down on me

She says it's the rut shes stuck in

That keeps her on a fuckin' for fee... a fee