You can find her dancing in any fancy club She's always with make-up and stylish haircut She never fails to pick up a guy for the night
She often blows some cocaine for fun She says that it keeps her body on the run She tells you stories but they're actually fake
Erika! Don't they know... You used to be a man long time ago?? You changed your sex, but didn't change mind You're still the same...fucked from behind
On her neck she's wearing a cross Just like a sign of how deep she's lost She's always telling about the devil inside
And then you go to by her a drink "What a gorgeous bitch" - is that what you think? You're ready to screw her all the night long
And you want so much to take off her dress You’re dealing with bra, you’re licking her breasts And then you palpate that she is a man!!
What a surprise.. Aren't you fucking surprised?!
What The hell, it seems, you don’t mind That she is of transgender kind You take one more pill You fall into bed And lose all the principals that you had
Erika, do you feel satisfied Spoiling men night after night? Yeah I know that you’re lonely And you want to reboot I remember the times, you were Jack Your life was cosy. Now it’s a wreck So if you can, come back home We still love you, son.