Shock to the System

Well, she came from the modern city

From a clean, white neighborhood

She had a degree in social science

She came out here to Hollywood

She's a six-foot Sultry Beauty

With an eye for Polynesian Art

In a short shirt and Doctor Martens

She could kick-start a dead man's heart

It's not what she says

It's all in her sway

She's a shock to the system

It's not how she talks

It's all in her walk

It's a shock to the system

She is a rough-cut sacred diamond

In a sea of mediocre style

She just wants the pro-shot body

She may be crazy, but she's no wild child

She have an old folks out on Sundays

Plays piano in a rock and blues band

She don't drink, smoke, dope, or do Cocaine

But she parties hard all the same

It's not what she says

It's all in her sway

She's a shock to the system

It's not how she talks

It's all in her walk

She's a shock to the system

Ooh!

Ah

Oh, yeah

Shock me, baby

Shock me, baby, oh, well (whoa!)

As I was walking home one night, on the streets that never sleep

In that subterranean part of town, where love is never found

On a billboard, on the topless place, I noticed her pretty face

They said, appearing here twice nightly, stay free as a living

Well, she had a whole lot of money

And went back home to Michigan

She had maximized her true potential

But didn't scandalize the family name

It's not what she says

It's all in her sway

It's a shock to the system

It's not how she talks

It's all in her walk

She's a shock to the system

It's not what she says

It's all in her sway

It's a shock to the system

It's not how she talks

It's all in her walk

It's a shock to the system