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 lave 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