Well, she came from the Motor City From a clean, white neighbourhood She had a degree in social science She came out then to Hollywood She was a six-foot social beauty With an eye for Polynesian art In a sharp skirt and tied my hands She could kickstart a dead man's heart It's not what she say It's all in her sway She's a shock to the system It's not how she talks It's all in her walk She's a shock to the system She's a rough cut sacred diamond In a [?] mediocre style She just walks the [?] shot body She may be crazy but she's no wild child She has an old folk's and old sons Plays piano in a rock 'n' blues band She got drinks, but don't do cocaine But she parties hard all the same It's not what she say It's all in her sway She's a shock to the system It's not how she talks It's all in her walk She's a shock to the system Woo! Ha Oh yeah Shock to the system, baby, oh now As I was walking home one night On the streets I've never seen And that subterranean part of town Where love is never found Wanna build my road on top of this place I know this turned [?] It's appearing here twice nightly [?] was this Well she earned a whole lot of money And went back home to Michigan She had maximised her potential But there's a scandal of a family man It's not what she say It's all in her sway She's a shock to the system It's not how she talks It's all in her walk She's a shock to the systemit's not what she say It's all in her sway She's a shock to the system It's not how she talks It's all in her walk She's a shock to the system