Babe in Dull-land

The female of Dull-land...
Rest as she says,boring as she lays.
Rotten throats commencing
Leather belts paddling,
Bring out the boots and the Jackets.
Spread the flightless wings and lay low
as we carefully watch the souls get towed.
She's the babe in Dull nature, she cares of nobody.
But she gains power through enjoyment,
Legalize the illegal,she'd be the one who'd be mixing the drinks.
It's such a thrill,but not for her who's seemingly content while discontent
She's naked while she's not,oh the thrill and the sarcasm she bends.
Never be too ready for what she's going to say
She's the Babe in Dull-land,what do you expect?