Here she comes like a child with a gun She makes you feel like you're the only one She smiles and it's dangerous In a little black dress Superman and the filthy rich Get in the queue to scratch her itch Sticky fingers pulling at the hem Of her little black dress Baby, don't mind She can leave it behind She don't want anything Baby's a star, she's got to keep on shining She moves like an animal The women sigh, it's political You could get arrested around here For that little black dress Not so simple, it's complicated All this being loved and hated I wanna know what else she's hiding In that little black dress Baby, don't mind She can leave it behind She don't want anything Baby's a star, she's got to keep on shining Don't pay no mind You're gonna leave me behind I don't want anything Baby, you're a star, I wanna hear you sing
