Looking at her from the neck down

She's slimmer than I thought
I should lock her in a dungeon

And leave her there to rot

Those jeans show off her legs

And she moves like a devil

She'd take an innocent boy

And bring him down to her level

Her breasts could be bigger

But they seem to work for her

And she has a deadly confidence

While I'm always unsure

Then, to my surprise

Staring at her hunter's eye I see

That whore in the mirror

Is looking back at me