She cuts through the fogs of the fashion dogs
And all of the sales are waggin'
Because Jessica dresses like a dragon
Stylized with her friend
She needs a big overhead
Compartment to put her bag in
Because Jessica dresses like a dragon

Everybody knows she lives for dragon clothes
She lives to be like one of those
Shiny, bloody diamond stones
The ones that shoot the stars into your mind
Into your mind

Bifurcated in tongue
She even eats her young
She sits on you while saggin'
Because she's turning into a dragon
Laying tons of eggs
While Cosmopolitan begs for a new rag to put their rag in
Because Jessica dresses like a dragon

Everyone agrees she is just quite the tease
She has reptilian tendencies
She's taking the fashion police
And fried them to a crisp upon which she dines
On which she dies
We misbehaved and went back to her cave
It was a loft on Mercer Street
And she found me suitable to eat

Everybody knows she lives for dragon clothes
She lives to be like one of those
Shiny, bloody diamond stones
The ones that shoot the stars into your mind
Into your mind
Into your mind