She's a creature in her brithday suitnDirty, preening, for a night's breedingnHe see a wildcat in the mirrornHairy, shaving, to go out on the matingnSuch a cool cat in his skintight jeansnHorny, sharking, 'Hi, what are you drinking?'nnI'm an animal, you're an animalnAnimal, are you fit for the kill?nnI'm a hit bitch with my catwalk swaynJuicy, pouncing, 'Hey, are you dancing?'nWith the wildlife, oh we bump and grindnMoving, shaking, watch me displayingnIn the undergrowth oh we grunt and groannCalling, panting, sweaty romancingnnI'm an animal, you're an animalnAnimal, are you fit for the kill?