She wears her hair real wild. Her nails are perfectly filed. Her lips painted deep jungle red. Her best colour is black. And the clothes on her back. Show she's a woman with style. She wears satin and lace with impeccable taste. She'll tell you it runs in her blood. In a cloud of perfume she walks into the room. And it comes to a stop when she does. She's a heart user. No time for losers. She'll use you up and throw your love away. Heart user. A barracuda. She'll use you just don't get in her way. Oozing with charm got a girl on each arm. His eyes match his all over tan. And as he straightens his tie. Some beauty catches his eye. Brings out the best in the man. And her fresh young face makes his cold heart race. She's wearing that deadly perfume. You must admire the skill as he comes in for the kill. It's time to attack make his move. He's a heart user. No time for losers. He'll use you up and throw your love away. Heart user. A barracuda. He'll use you just don't get in his way. Where you been all my life. This is love at first sight. Could swear we've met someone before. She throws back her head. And she shamelessly says. You got real good taste tell me more. Then the lady in black thinks she's setting her trap. And he thinks she's playing his game. But anybody can tell they're just into themselves. They're two of a kind they're the same. They're just heart users. No time for losers. They'll use you up and throw your love away. Heart users. They're barracuda. They'll use you just don't get in their way...