In the morning when I get up
before I finally go out
I look in the mirror -- so what? --
my fumble has to fit the day
otherwise I can leave it alone
but it's important to me
I think it's nice to go out
oh how nice to look at me
Lips red, now I can go
All men should see me
And yet I have slut fever
The bodice keeps slipping
What's the use of all the mega power
if the beauty doesn't last
At lunchtime we go to lunch
Me and a friend who are almost as beautiful as me -- so what? --
Both of us, we are indescribable
Almost almost female
All men want us
Bad boy don't hit us
You don't know our pumps yet< br/>Strike once hard
and then we have our peace
And yet we have slut fever
the bodice keeps slipping
What's the use of all the mega power
if the beauty doesn't last
In the evening we go to the party
I put on my show with my feather boa -showadi wadi-
I flirt and show my most beautiful pose
give him a rose
and then it happened -- aha
I'm perspiring terribly
he wants me but I'm wondering
does my bodice still fit correctly
I drink quickly a glass of champagne
And yet I have slut fever
the bodice keeps slipping
What's the use of all the mega power
if the beauty doesn't last