She’s got action
Defying the rules of attraction
Out lookin’ for a reaction
Turning heads her way

She’s got style
Been that way for a while
Looks just as good with a smile
Spread across her face

Black boots, where you going now?
I think I’m ready to follow
Short skirt, walking so proud

Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?

She’s on fire
Full of lust and desire
Wouldn’t call her a liar
But she cheats to get her way

She makes me randy
Lips are sweeter than candy
Eyes the colour of brandy
Driving me insane

Black boots, where…

Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?
Won’t stop, can I take you home?