Dangerous Beauty - The Rolling Stones

In your high school photo

You looked so young and naive

Now I heard you got a nickname

The lady of the leash

Well I find you on a midnight shift

I bet you had your fair share of stiffs

There were onerous odors

I’ve got to admit

Because you’re a dangerous, dangerous

A dangerous beauty

So painfully plain to us

You’re doing your duty

Who you got there in that hood, you look so fancy in those photographs

With your rubber gloves on you’re a favourite with the Chiefs of Staff

You’re doing such a wonderful job

You’re a natural at working with dogs

Keeping everyone awake at night

With a touch of the prods

Well you’re a dangerous, dangerous

A dangerous beauty

Yeah, disdainfully, painfully

A bit of booty, yeah

You’re a dangerous, dangerous

A dangerous beauty

Beauty

Well you’re a dangerous, dangerous

A dangerous beauty

If I was your captain

I’d put you soon to bed

What I say

Yeah everybody

Beauty

Everybody now, yeah

Are you all tied up, put in a box

Yeah, dangerous

Giving them electric shocks

I’ve seen the gloves coming off

Dangerous

If looks could be killing, I bet you shoot me now