Walking through dark streets at night
Fear of men and neon lights
Well there's things you don't choose,
And she was just walking home, searching for wrong.
There was fog, it was late, and then he came along
With a voice like a hound.
"Missus I'm just a type of lover.
I mean, you don't know who I am."
And she said "I don't want no trouble"
So she took off and ran.
Who says it's just what you needed
When there was no one to call
That type of heat was inside her
The type that kept nothing warm.
Who says it's just what you needed
When there was no one to call
Footsteps start running behind her
She got a glance in the fog.
Woah, slip then back up
See if I'm through
Help, where's the handrail
Leave me alone!
He broke through,
Fear in her heart,
Now he prized the the body he was tearing apart!
Walking through dark streets at night,
Fear of men and neon lights.
Well he tried to abuse her,
And she thought she was done for but still she held on,
'til she got hold of the gun and that switched things around
Say, now who's having fun?
"Now say that I'm just a type of lover,
Don't answer, you won't know who I am
And I hope you won't be bothered."
She let go and she ran.
Who says it's just what you needed
When there was no one to call
That type of heat was inside her
The type that kept nothing warm.
Who says it's just what you needed
When there was no one to call
Footsteps starts screaming behind her,
She lost him in the fog.
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Serves him right.
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And break his heart.
Who says it's just what you needed
When there was no one to call
A type of heat was inside her
A type that kept nothing warm.
Just because he tried to tried to tear me apart,
Take that gun and serve him right.