Iron Maiden

You're an old dog up to old tricks

you're so old school and simply useless

whatever made you think

that you could replace me

just take a good look

and maybe you'll see

you're a distempered mutt

an old tramp, a true infidel

and I am the Iron Maiden

 you better run for the hills

Cause my bodies Iron 

and my hearts on fire

and his heart burns for me

while I'm pumping iron

and my bodies solid

he's hard just for me

I'm his Iron Maiden

he calls me his Iron Maiden

and says he was made for me

Elizabeth Taylor