[Intro] [Sensual Southern whisper] Well boys, y'all know yer secret crush Anna-Karin is back with an R-rated version of that skillin' instruction... So grab yer joystick and lemme ride you through it... Yee-hawww! [Verse 1] First of all, I'd skip that useless customization tier Keep underwear locked so I can sway around without gear But when I climb up higher, honey, things get real sweet I'm maxin' out that thrifty duplicator, makin' copies of yer meat Skip the speed-up or ya go too fast when I cross that line Double up mah armor slots and squeeze 'em real tight and fine Found me some handcuffs, now let me tie ya down I'm the sassiest queen of this server, watch mah crown Now I'mma try that engineering on yer tied-up ass I'm thinkin' level five might give me that special sass [Whisper slowly, Southern drawl] Oh my... That's a sweet gun... Can I touch it? [Chorus - SUNG, big melodic Southern female vocal] I'mma pick mah special tree-skills slow and gently Gonna use those skills on lads, and there are plenty Them scientists won't know ah hit 'em Ah'll jus' run straight in and flash 'em They might shoot fast in that plastic suit I might look cute, but I'm a deadly pursuit [Whisper] I'm the Southern queen, and it ain't time to redeem [Verse 2] Now let's talk 'bout the cookin' tree, I know y'all like to eat I got that iron stomach, honey, and I love a piece of meat Glutton metabolism boost makes me hungry for some more And that gymnastics skill keeps me dynamic on the floor Drink some blue teas and make the duration last all night Holdin' onto mah big bonuses and squeezin' 'em real tight And if ya want a little taste of mah sweet Southern spice Jus' ask me to turn around and bend over real nice Wanna see mah workbench? It's pink and clenches real well If ya wanna try it out, I won't tell, but I might yell [Whisper slowly] Ah... What a nice knob... Wanna have it polished in mah workbench? [shout] Yee-hawww! [Chorus - SUNG, big melodic Southern female vocal] I'mma pick mah special tree-skills slow and gently Gonna use those skills on lads, and there are plenty Them scientists won't know ah hit 'em Ah'll jus' run straight in and flash 'em They might shoot fast in that plastic suit I might look cute, but I'm a deadly pursuit [Whisper] I'm the Southern queen, and it ain't time to redeem [Verse 3] But when it comes to combat, sugar, that's mah favorite part I take that drum mag upgrade and I shoot ya through the heart Extended mags on mah custom piece, feelin' real big and long Sprayin' bullets might be messy, but it makes me feel strong I pierce yer armor like butter with some sassy moves Sit yer ass down, I don't think yer mama approves Vampiric tendencies mean I'm lickin' up yer health Leavin' ya completely broke and stealin' all yer wealth And not enough with that, I'll saddle up and ride yer ride There's nothin' ya can do, you'll have to wait out the tide [Bridge - quiet, breathy Southern whisper] Bite speed bonus means I'm tuggin' on yer line... Catchin' extra loot and spendin' currency that ain't mine... Ya ready for the last verse? Or ya wanna do it in reverse? [Verse 4 - maximum redneck energy, faster] Oh, I reach level eighty-two and get that ultimate build craft Unlock rocket guidance and blast ya on yer little raft Industrial overlord controls mah pipes and mah machines I'm the dirtiest redneck queen this server's ever seen Better TC privileges keep me locked up nice and tight So come and try to raid me, boy... I'm layin' here all night [Chorus - SUNG, huge melodic Southern female vocal] I'mma pick mah special tree-skills slow and gently Gonna use those skills on lads, and there are plenty Them scientists won't know ah hit 'em Ah'll jus' run straight in and flash 'em They might shoot fast in that plastic suit I might look cute, but I'm a deadly pursuit [Whisper] I'm the Southern queen, and it ain't time to redeem [Whisper slowly, teasing Southern drawl] What's that, boy? You scared of Anna-Karin? [shout] Yee-hawww! [Audio cuts out]
