1998-03, words by J. VANDER, music by J. VANDER & H. LANGE, CD: SPANISH FUN / THE CUSTOM SHIOP COLLECTION (BM 0399)

SHE CHEWS HER FINGERNAILS, SHE DANCE IN THE MUD, SHE DOESN'T LIKE COLA, SHE CAN HATE TIL THE BLOOD, SHE SPITS ON FASHION GIRLS, BUT SHE LIKES MAKE UP - ONE NIGHT MEANS NOTHING, SO YOU BETTER GIVE UP

EV'RY WEEK SHE THROWS HER HAIRDRYER THROUGH THE WINDOW, BETTER PRAY FOR YOUR TV-SET IF YOU AIN'T GOT NO PORNO, SHE PUKES IN YOUR KITCHEN, SO YOU'VE GOT TO CLEAN UP - EVEN MONEY MEANS NOTHING, SO YOU BETTER GIVE UP

SHE'S A KING OF THE NIGHT, SHE MAKES A DARK ROOM BRIGHT, KICK THE BUCKET IN YOUR FACE - SHE LAUGHS LOUD AND PRIDE, SHE'S A KING OF THE NIGHT, SHE MAKES A DARK ROOM BRIGHT, KICK THE BUCKET IN YOUR FACE - SHE KNOWS THAT'S RIGHT

SHE COMES HOME DRUNK AND DIRTY HALF PAST FIVE IN THE MORNING, BUT AT SEVEN SHE GETS UP TO CONSTRUCT A HIGH BUILDING, SHE'S NOT A WOMAN BUT A DEVIL FROM HER TOE TO HER TOP - YOU CAN RUN BUT NOT HIDE, SO YOU BETTER GIVE UP

SHE'S A KING OF THE NIGHT ...

SHE LIKES CRUISIN' THROUGH THE CITY, SHE'S A CHILD OF THE DARK, IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO KISS HER, SHE BITS LIKE A SHARK, SHE'S A BITCH, NUN, A BEGGAR, BUT SHE GETS THE CUP - YOU MAKE NO PAINT, YOU CAN'T SCORE, SO YOU BETTER GIVE UP

SHE'S A KING OF THE NIGHT ...