Here she comes like a child with a gun  She makes you feel like you're the only one  She smiles and it's dangerous... in a little black dress  Superman and the filthy rich  Get in the queue to scratch her itch  Sticky fingers pulling at the hem  Of her little black dress  Baby don't mind  She can lave it behind  She don't want anything  Baby's a star, she's got to keep on shining  She moves like an animal  The women sigh "It's political"  You could get arrested around here  For that little black dress  Not so simple, it's complicated...  All this being loved and hated  I wanna know what else she's hiding  In that little black dress  Baby don't mind  She can leave it behind  She don't want anything  Baby's a star, she's got to keep on shining  Don't pay no mind, you're gonna leave me behind  I don't want anything, baby you're a star  I wanna hear you sing