Lost in the abyss
If you have the right money
when she floats through you might be abe to steal a little kiss
if you cross her, she’ll kill you
she has nothing to lose.
You’re a lucky son a a bitch.
If it’s you that she’ll choose to love,
to hold down
there is no limit there is no line.
She is loyal to a fault.
Good luck getting to her heart
It’s locked tight in a vault.