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.