Starting as I drum my long, red nails against the wall. I know how weak my nails make you.

As I run my nails down my shiny legs.

Maybe being scratched by my beautiful nails, maybe if you're lucky I will let you.

I tease you with my nails, although I do let you know exactly what I think of you...

Starting as I drum my long, red nails against the wall. I know how weak my nails make you.

As I run my nails down my shiny legs.

Maybe being scratched by my beautiful nails, maybe if you're lucky I will let you.

I tease you with my nails, although I do let you know exactly what I think of you...