She walks in the room
Short skirt and boots
With a shirt that says hey, look at me
She knows what she's got
And whether she knows it or not
She's coming home with me
And the jaws just hit the floor
I'll tell you she was fine
When she came into the room she said boys, get in line
All of my days, every night
I'm on the hunt for you
A roll of the dice
The sugar and spice
I don't have much to lose
I pick up the pace, come back to my place
There's nothing left to lose
And the clothes just hit the floor
I'll tell you she was fine
When she came into the room
I said girl now you're mine
All of my days, every night
I'm on the hunt for little Miss Used
Come out to gaze
Put up a fight
You're gonna feel, a little misused
