Mannequin how sweet you are
In the store front windows
On the backs of cars
Mannequin you used to frighten me
With your vacant stare
Now I have seen you undressed
I know there’s not much there.
Mannequin you put many in a trance
You dance when not seen
You are the real GOD
Walking on water when nobodies looking
Mannequin so kind and pure
Even with the battle ax in your hand
Your smooth skin
Leaves me breathless.
Your private parts are always vulnerable
You never mind being, the DJ at my turntable.