Just as I made it
Just as he slayed it
Just as she in laid it
As they all not get it
She is my lady-girl
Full on chronic-curl
For them no chance
In our cosmic dance
Cute and Snappy
Loaded in magic
Fast and happy
Immortal logic
Russian genetics
Reality be hacked
Divine phonetics
Target be tracked
She has no time
For the winning
There is no crime
In my acute sinning
Cute and snappy
Firing her blaster
Fast and happy
No Man is faster
Softer than silk
Sweeter than tea
Healthier than milk
Everything she do see
Wrapped in protection
Best of rubber and gold
Automatic evil detection
And she will never grow old
Cute and snappy
Winning the race
Fast and happy
In all ether-space
Without her nothing
Not even a single thing
She is my night-witch
My luxurious light-switch
It is all there really is
It was never for show
Some I can always miss
Myself said, vo veki vekov
