Sorority girl, I like the way you look tonight
you hair's let down, I like your legs outlined through your skirt
And I see you, see you living for all it's worth
because you're young and pretty and what else would you do

The muzzle's pressed up against your lips, leaving a trace of foam behind
I like watching your eyes glaze, girl, as you slide back into your
chair, a look of change on your face

And tonight, you can't think of anything you'd rather do
You're plugged in, enmeshed in your Network; I couldn't pull you out
if I wanted
In the glimpses of light, I see your face highlighted from the rest,
smiling and laughing.  You control these people, you've become central
to their lives.

You like the boys, how they talk to you because of the way you look.
That thrill you get when you tug your skirt up over your knee, just
for a moment, and boys across the room make up excuses to come talk to
you.  You know how tonight will end, with you pinned by a
sweating body, staring at the ceiling until you close your eyes and
get INTO it.

And you're standing in the ruins of this house, clothes shredded, a
beery victory grin on your lips.  You've won, girl--this is your world
now.