I wanna tell you a story
About' a woman who looks so good
She wears high heel shoes and brings around the blues
To every boy in the neighborhood
She's a real lovemaker
And she's all around
She's a ramblin' girl and she gives a twirl
To all men from town to town

Some may want to call her beauty queen
But she's a hardcore rock 'n' roll sex-machine

Hardcore sex-machine, shes a hardcore sex-machine
Oh, yeah

I was standing in the corner
And there was no damn way out
My heart was racing cause' she was chasing
I began to scream and shout
So lost and helpless she grabbed me by the neck
She said: Hush my boy now you're my toy
It was feeling like a heart attack

She said
Some may want to call me beauty queen
But I'm a hardcore rock 'n' roll sex-machine oh, yeah

Hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine

Hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
Allright boys, let's do it one more time comon
Hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
I'm a hardcore sex-machine
Some may want to call her beauty queen
But shes a hardcore rock 'n' roll sex-machine
Oh, baby, oh mama, I'm coming to get you, oh, yeah