L'Hôte (The Experiment)

"You like what you see? My body... it is not from your world." She glides through the crowd like a comet in lace An hourglass figure from outer space Every man is a moth to her neon glow The sway of her hips is a rhythmic show She catches his eye, a predator’s grace "Come here, mon chéri, leave this boring place." "Your skin... it looks so soft, so... reactive. Do not be afraid of the way I am looking at you. I just want to see... what makes you tick." She’s the Venus of the galaxy, a French-kissed star Leading him away to her silver car Full and round, a cosmic design Chilling his blood while she sips her wine And she knows it, yeah, she knows it well He’s falling fast into her starlight spell. They reach her apartment, high above the street The air starts to hum, and the air smells like heat She peels off her dress, but the skin underneath Doesn't have a heart, or a soul, or teeth It’s glowing with wires, a beautiful chrome "Welcome, my darling... to my mobile home." "Oh, do not run... the doors are locked from the ship. I have traveled lightyears for a specimen like you. It is time for the... probing. You will be very useful." The ceiling opens up to a violet sky A beam of green light hits him right in the eye But as she hooks him up to the glowing machine He smiles and says, "This is the best I've ever seen!" "You are... happy? To be my lab rat?" He laughs, "I've waited all my life for a girl who’s this 'bad'!" She blushes in purple, "Oh, you are so sweet... I keep you forever, and let you touch my space-meat!" Now they’re cruising the stars in a love-lab for two He’s the happiest captive in the galactic zoo! "Hold still, mon amour... this needle is very big. C'est magnifique!"