She was describing what she likes in a guy.

I like him tall. I like a deep voice. Yeah.

Shut up. No, you're a monster. Baby, girl, I'm asking what you like.

Well, your deep voice is terrible.

Baby, lock them doors and turn them lights down.

It's still high. It's still high.

Sorry. There we go. That was better.

Yeah, you like that? You sound like Elvis.

Yeah, you like that. Yeah, I don't.