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