Well she�s all you�d ever want,
She�s got a bod I�d like to flaunt and take to dinner.
She wears her lipstick red
She wears leather boots to bed she�s a sinner
She�s a looker. Woah, woah I think she�s a hooker
Give her a call and you can book her
For a really good time

If you want to ride her hard,
Just pull out your debit card, it�s that easy
When you pay she will dish out
Do her right she�ll even shout something sleazy
She�s a looker. Woah, woah I think she�s a hooker
If you�re alone tonight you can book her
For a freaky good time

Well charges more for sixty-nine
But I don't refuse her
Always do her from behind, I never would abuse her
Bring a friend for two for one every other Tuesday
She wants to ride my woody every single day - a three way

Well she knows just what to do
When she� going down on you. What a blessing
When she�s sitting on my face
She�s got style she�s got grace, but I�m digressing
She�s a looker. Woah� she�s a hooker
Give her a call and you can booker
But the hooker is mine