He only wants me for my brain, too formidable to penetrate.
The only man to succeed can bring out the other side of me.

Oh baby tells me I'm a naughty girl, I give him something to think himself over. This time is better and the next time better still.
Oh baby gives me the goal to win, he makes the pass for my strait sharp shooting. How I adore the applause when he lets me in.
He tells me I'm a naughty girl.

He often likes to taste my words. He likes to savour the moment, so I feed him thoughts that I conserve, and he holds my tongue with his involvement...