She's a killer,
A real cold killer,
She'll drive you out to the back,
Just to kiss and attack your will,
She's a monster,
A real soft winner,
Her heart is pumping her blood,
It ain't feeling, or loving, or good.
She'll bring the wrong sound from the underground,
She's got a new bag love in every town,
She's got a cold dead spirit in her house,
I've got a feeling that I will be next in her line to fail.
She's a vulture in a land of fire,
She picks and she chews,
And she's hungry for news to spread,
She's a dancer,
And she moves like water,
She bends and she flows,
And you'll drown if you go too deep.
(Yes, you will!)
She'll bring the wrong sound from the underground,
She's got a new bag love in every town,
She's got a cold dead spirit in her house,
I've got a feeling that I will be next in her line to fail.
She's a killer,
A real cold killer,
She'll drive you out to the back,
Then she'll kill and attack your will,
She's a monster,
A real soft winner,
Her heart is pumping her blood,
It ain't feeling, or loving, or good.
Her heart is pumping her blood,
It ain't feeling, or loving, or good.
Her heart is pumping her blood,
It ain't feeling, or loving, or good.
She's no good.