Madame Cornelius
(Riff Regan, Steve Voice)
Smarter than the rest of the girls
Addicted to her sexual designs
Dressed in black leather and spikes
Always stacked up to the nines
Social chitchat ain’t her style
Her appetite’s second to none
Sizing up big boys all over the place
Blowing them one by one
Hey, hey, hey. Here she comes … Madame Cornelius
She’s alright, she’s alright, she’s alright
See her at parties entertaining the guys
Nobody wants her to leave
Surrounded by the people she meets
Giving her new friends a squeeze
On the landing to the foot of the stairs
Everybody’s joining the queue
Candy relieves all your cares
Candy knows what to do
Hey, hey, hey. Here she comes … Madame Cornelius
She’s alright, she’s alright, she’s alright
Hey, hey, hey. Here she comes … Madame Cornelius
The last one to turn out the light
Candy Cornelius one hell of a girl
Give her a line and she’ll give you the world
Forget all the others she’s one of a kind You’ll be fine…
She’ll show you her collection of toys
Whips that crack and stun
But don’t go down in her dungeon
This is no house of fun
She’ll put a blindfold over your eyes
Chain you near to a wall
Take pleasure in all of your cries
As she kicks you right in the balls
Hey, hey, hey. Here she comes … Madame Cornelius
She’s alright, she’s alright, she’s alright
Hey, hey, hey. Here she comes … Madame Cornelius
The last one to turn out the light
She’s alright, she’s alright, she’s alright,
She’s alright, she’s alright, she’s alright