She wears an urban turban Her altimeter is gold And when she kisses your lips She makes you hungry and bold She hangs around Quantico She always gasses her own But just you watch out below Her jungle swamps are at toes She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute The boys are wet on the field She's got a slicker for you Have you a dental record? When your remains need a clue She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute She's got you in a harness But not the practical kind A parachute and ripcord She's not inclined to provide What does this bird mean to you It's time for you to decide You're not attached by a string You really must realize She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute She's gonna drop you It'll be cute No parachute