She's so cold
Keeps her distance
Icy queen

I've been told
She's so sense
has always been

She'll need some warmin' up
And I'll bring in the heat

My glances burnin' hot
Melt her
Melt her meat

Gimme gimme fuel for my fire
Just a little spark of desire
For her delight
I'll serve dynamite tonite
 [bad word] out as the winner
When she starts to play the game

After the 2nd half
She will never be the same

She'll need some warmin' up
And I'll bring in the heat

My glances burnin' hot
Melt her
Melt her meat

Gimme gimme fuel for my fire
Just a little spark of desire
For her delight
I'll serve dynamite tonite