(M. Jagger/K. Richards) In your high school photo You looked so young and naГѓВЇve Now I heard you got a nickname The lady with the leash Was it funny on the midnight shift I bet you had your fair share of stiffs There were onerous odors I've got to admit 'Cause you're a dangerous, dangerous A dangerous beauty So plainfully plain to us You're doing your duty Who you got there in that hood, you look so fancy in those photographs With your rubber gloves on you're a favorite with the Chiefs of Staff You're doing such a wonderful job You're a natural at working with dogs Keeping everyone awake at night With a touch of the prods Well you're a dangerous, dangerous A dangerous beauty Yeah, disdainfully, painfully A bit of booty, yeah You're a dangerous, dangerous A dangerous beauty Beauty Well you're a dangerous, dangerous A dangerous beauty If I was your captain, would you salute me What I say Yeah everybody Beauty Everybody now, yeah Are you one bad apple in a box Yeah, dangerous Dealing out electric shocks I've seen the gloves coming off Dangerous If looks could be killing, I bet you shoot me now