Priscilla Scorpions

[Verse 1]
She likes it hot, she likes it humid
She likes my cake and she's not stupid
She likes my sugar, she likes my bread
I'm ready to attack
She comes at night when I'm asleep
Without a sound, just like a thief
She likes to crawl under my bed
I'm ready to attack, to attack

[Chorus]
Priscilla, oh, Priscilla
You last resistant chiller
Priscilla, oh, Priscilla
Tonight I'm going to kill you
Priscilla

[Verse 2]
She lives in my kitchen, down in the shade
She likes leftovers and throwaways
I'm on a diet, she is fat
I'm ready to attack, to attack

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
I can't do it, I can't do it at all
I can't do it, I can't do it at all
I can't do it, I can't do it at all
I can't do it, I can't do it at all