That girl is a night breed, a machine

She owns the floor like a disco queen

Her body a weapon; she throws me down

The crowd steps aside just her and me now

She's got rhythmic motion

She's lost control

We're behind the venue, the crowd inside

She presses my buttons with all her might

She's tearing my lips off

I can't believe what she is doing right in front of me

All this metal swings

And she makes me feel

She makes me feel

She makes me feel alive

That girl is a night breed, a machine

She's tearing my clothes off

She's lost control

She's lost control

She's lost control

She's lost control

She's lost control