The Dance Of That Hot One

One little spark and she's turned on.
I'm not going to touch her though.

I'll just sit back and watch her dance.
As she lights up the room for me.

Give her a little time, and she'll move.
With a shimmy here and there, bobbing up and down.

Swaying to the left, and then to the right, like she's drunk.
Every once in a while, she'll just stand still.

She's got tons of friends, all shapes, sizes, and every color.
They look and smell real nice, but i'll just watch her.

She has to stay in the same place though, isolated.
Cause she's very hot, and i know this.

For if she moves from where she is,
and touches anything around, before i get to her.

We'll have a lot of attention at that point.
Because my house will be burning down.