In the room she came
The sweet sent her purfume
Intoxicating the arome
In her best silk dress

All eyes intoxicated by her captivating figure all the men
Whispering in corners druell like dogs on heat
Her charming smile her. Assets on display for all to see
Grace elegent charm shining through

Woman envey her radiant smile
But snarling beneath there last breath hissing
How dare she
Strutting like a ore

How dare she
Men drewlling at her feet captived by her body her passion as over them
Nothing she has to do for they gaver round her feet
Putty in her arms she makes them her slaves

Like zombies they worship her soul
For she's the madam
They obay