I'm a run away freight train Headin' on down your track I'm the eye of a hurricane Shooting daggers in your back I'm the howl at the window The sound of a crackling flame Getting uncontrollable And the lines about to break Nine times out of ten I get what I want I always want more Gonna get what I'm looking for Be my sexual, be my sexual device Be my sexual, be my sexual device I'm a tiger in a bedroom A mist in the air night Inconceivable An oasis in the fire A shock on the airwaves A fighter with a hungry heart I'm incurable A new sensation No reservations This time I win This time you loose I still want more Give me what I'm looking for Be my sexual, be my sexual device Be my sexual, be my sexual device