Metallic mistress
            nights delusion
            breasts of iron
            heart like fusion.
            examine your prey
            with laser beam eyes
            cut to the chase
            and drain him dry.

            my space age vampiress
            dyked out in chrome plating
            no one seems to know
            its my hunger your sating.

            for when she returns
            from her night's deadly toil
            she'll trade in the blood
            for some 10-30 oil.