Flaunt it

Strut that walk, turn it up,

Fashion on fire, let’s heat it up,

No rules, no shame, just pure desire,

We’re gonna make the flames burn higher!

Wearing all the colors that the demons crave,

A little bit of power in the way I behave,

Leather, lace, and devilish grace,

I own the night with a smile on my face.

Bend the rules, break the mold,

Fashion’s a weapon, and it’s pure gold,

Don’t need permission, just need to be seen,

Dressed in desire, I’m a fiery queen.

Flaunt it, fuck it, baby, take the lead,

Let the whole damn club see what they need,

Fashion’s the language, and I speak it well,

Let’s make ‘em scream, give ‘em hell!

Flashing lights, bodies in sync,

Every step, every move makes ‘em think,

A wink of the eye, and they fall in line,

In these killer heels, I’ll make you mine.

No apologies, just decadence,

I turn every head with just one glance,

Ravishing with a touch of flair,

Sinners can’t resist, they stop and stare.

Flaunt it, fuck it, watch ‘em burn,

In my fashion world, they all take a turn,

Red hot heels, and a lip that’s sweet,

In the flames of Hell, we move to the beat!

Don’t need a prince, don’t need a king,

I run this game, I do my thing,

Take the night, make it mine,

With a little love, and a lot of wine.

Flaunt it, fuck it, let’s make ‘em beg,

In my fashion fire, they’ll all pledge,

Sinners and angels, they’ll all collide,

When we strut, baby, there’s nowhere to hide!

So strut it, flaunt it, we own the night,

In this Hellish glow, we’re taking flight,

Flaunt it, fuck it, that’s the way we live,

Fashion and fire, we’ve got so much to give.