In your high school photo 
 You looked so young and naive 
 Now I heard you got a nickname 
 The lady of the leash 

 Well I find you on a midnight shift 
 I bet you had your fair share of stiffs 
 There were onerous odours 
 I've got to admit 

 'Cause you're a dangerous, dangerous 
 dangerous beauty 
 So plainfully plain to us 
 You're doing your duty 

 Who you got there in that hood, you look so fancy in those photographs 
 With [bad word] gloves on you're a favourite with the Chiefs of Staff 

 You're doing such a wonderful job 
 You're a natural at working with dogs 
 Keeping everyone awake at night 
 With a touch of the prods 

 Well you're a dangerous, dangerous 
 dangerous beauty 
 Yeah, disdainfully, painfully 
 bit of booty, yeah 

 You're a dangerous, dangerous 
 dangerous beauty 
 Beauty 

 Well you're a dangerous, dangerous 
 dangerous beauty 
 If I was your captain 
 I'd put you soon to bed 

 What I say
 Yeah everybody 
 Beauty 
 Everybody now, yeah 

 Are you all tied up, put in a box 
 Yeah, dangerous 
 Giving them electric shocks 
 I've seen the [bad word] off 
 Dangerous 
 If looks could be killing, I bet you shoot me now