[Verse 1]
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 excuse just to shake your little derrière
That ratio; a perfect score
A girl's status is measured by her denier

[Chorus]
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
(You're so hotly contested, here's a tip
You should rename your thighs to the Gaza Strip)

[Verse 2]
That's it, baby, take control
You're so enticing, mesmerizing, don't know how to react
You're gonna steal my very soul
More manslaughter than the third impact

I see you strutting in that pleat
Double-taking, yeah I'm shaking and you know it shows
This kind of girl just can't be beat
She whispers in my ear
"Take off your clothes"

[Chorus]
Lie down baby
Arch your back now
Maybe you can help me get what I want
Oh, 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