She wears her hair real wild

Her nails are perfectly filed

Her lips painted deep jungle red

Her best colour is black

And the clothes on her back

Show she's a woman with style

She wears satin and lace with impeccable taste

She'll tell you it runs in her blood

In a cloud of perfume she walks into the room

And it comes to a stop when she does

She's a heart user

No time for losers