She wore little, which was really hot just like the fire she was jumping out of.And when I saw all of the action on the TV set I was promptly thrown into love.
Of course I didn’t understand the actress in the credits was not the one stealing the scene.
It was the stuntwoman that impressed me the most, breaking hearts like she broke window screens.

It was the stuntwoman, wearing close to nothing, just amazing as a star in the sky.
And though she’s supposed to fade into the background I would’ve believed she could fly.

An acrobatic martial artist/stunt driver workin’ fire and then rifles and bombs.
She does it all, she does it well, she does it sexy and she does it with two shakes and aplomb.
This girl’s amazing; just look at her now: her smile, her legs, her hair, her poise and her rack.
If she could act, then all Hollywood would fear her, and nothing would be holding her back!

It was the stuntwoman; anything was possible. She was the best then, and she always will.
And if I met her I’d have been so happy, I think I could’ve been happy still.
That woman’s stunts made anything possible, she made the whole planet a thrill.