I snatch your focus first by whistling the door, as I slowly open it
Then \"this cannot be my secretary\" say you dupe and yes I am not
So fantastically, classically beautiful
Greeting you with my super body beneath my blurrily transparent mini dress
Classic, well portioned beyond depiction
And I send inviting stares from the door side
My eyes; bigger, blazing, too radiant
Trailing my tongue teasingly around my unbelievable tempting lips
Lips that leak a musical voice in a whisper of honey
The music you cannot resist, not even ignore
Then patiently, accurately and convincingly; I approach you
I see you stunned and motionless, now on your feet
As I reach out to connect you to my electrical fingers
Before spurning around to whine against your statue
Your stupid face tells I successfully transferred you to Mars
I see you tremulous in your foolish zeal to take a sip
\"Women cannot be this beautiful\", you claim
Dupe fish, you think the fisherman is feeding you with worms?
Of course women are not but the devil is
Just auction your soul in the gluttony of your lust
More enjoyable when you give it up to me, I slaughter you dumb lamb
You cannot help a moment, you want your desk be your abattoir
You want to feast right there, devouring all this poison and die
Tomorrow your foolish living ghost will follow me to die more
I do not chase like a hyena, I wisely color it like a python