You walked into his throne room, your head held high and your lips pulled into a devious smile. Your eyes wandered off, looking at the room surrounding the King of Hell. You weren't very impressed.
I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm going to break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you.
Your ten year contract was up, and you weren't exactly thrilled with that, but you saw opportunities at every corner. And becoming queen was the biggest one yet.
This diamond ring on my hand
Is the only good thing that came from that man
Got a GTO from one named Joe
And a big piece of land down in Mexico
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
The beige pumps you wore, gave you six inches of added height, and you looked and felt powerful. It was practically radiating off of you, and as you walked towards him, you could see his tongue sliding out, wetting his suddenly dry lips.
I got a pink guitar, a Lincoln Town Car
From ol' what's his name I met at a bar
Got a high-rise flat in Hollywood
From a married man who wasn't up to no good
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
Your slinky black dress stuck to every flattering curve you had, clinging to your breasts and hips, leaving nothing to the imagination, a slit to your hip revealing tantalizing flesh to his wandering eyes.
Then there's Jim, I almost forgot!
I ran him off, but I took the yacht
Poor ol' Billy, bless his heart
I'm still using his credit card
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you
You finally reached him, and you sat on his lap, your fingers going to his necktie and lightly sliding against it, before gripping it tightly and pulling him towards yourself, your lips just barely brushing his.
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels baby I'm comin' for you
You grinned against his lips as you heard the delicious words roll off his tongue, your eyes turning to the metaphorical camera in delight.
"My queen"
His eyes were closed, so he failed to see your eyes losing their brightly coloured iris and pupil, and turning a deep, milky white.
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you...
