Harley My French model's an old-fashioned lover This babe of the night, wonderful sight She moves in the way of a tigress And the beauty of this is both b**h and bliss. Oh she shines like a ravishing diamond She captivates me with a delicacy That can only be His own creation And she fixes her eye deep in the night and purrs. Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? Oh she snakes her tongue in a circle So sensuously, she's haunting poor me Then she asks: 'Will I stay forever?' And it's easy to see she's getting to me. So I plead for some time to consider But she screams: 'No chance' - in a sinister glance Then she weaves in the dance of the devil Her tormenting eyes got me hypnotized and she says: Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? Oh she's a woman of some understanding And she promises me if I just wait and see That all of this boy's missing answers Will manifest in the ultimate test and she purrs. Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? Who's afraid? Who's afraid of me? She whispers: 'Who's afraid of me?' And she purrs: 'Who's afraid of me?' She whispers: 'Who's afraid of me?' And she purrs: 'Who's afraid of me?' …