X-Ray Riff Machine

I was at the airport just waiting in line
You caught my attention and I just couldn’t hide
Passing through the x-ray machine
You seemed like a princess about to be queen

The machine beeped (bip-bip, bip): You had to come again
“Take off all your rings”, said the guy working there
Passing through the x-ray machine
Again like a princess about to be queen, queen

I wish I was
That x-ray machine
To keep forcing you
To pass through me

To see you inside
My heart and eyes
To keep you with me
Forever in line

It beeped once more, once more come again
You took off your earrings and the bracelets
Then again through the machine
Now you were our princess and our queen, Yeah

You took off your shoes
I wished the dress would come off too
Your legs could kill
Above high heels

You could even be
Like an elvis’ queen
And then I could be
Your x-ray riff machine