[Intro]
And he hit me, and it felt like a kiss
And he hit me, I never knew it could feel like this
And he hit me, and it felt like a kiss
When he hit me

[Verse 1]
Put on my best Sunday dress
And baby, walk straight into this mess of mine
And I put on my best Sunday dress
And I, walk straight into this mess

[Chorus]
And watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah

[Verse 2]
And I put on my best Sunday dress
And baby, walk straight into this mess of mine
And I put on my best Sunday dress
And I walk straight into this mess

[Chorus]
Of watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
Watching you burn, ah-ay-ah
[Outro]
And I put on my best Sunday dress

[Spoken Outro: Courtney Love, Melissa Auf der Maur]
That's new. Thanks. I gotta drink something. This is Melissa Auf der Maur, she's our new bass player... Louder! Louder, fuckеrs! We played your secrеt favorite song 'Hungry Like the Wolf' you be louder. But there's no snow here! How can you have Christmas? I was born here Melissa it's just a thing you get used to, it's-it's a San Francisco thing. Okay. I was born here! Here, I was born here. Here, in this town. Not Berkeley the other side. Eric, shut up! It was only eight days with Nine Inches Nails, please! And what an eight days it was... I'm sure you read all about it in the tabloids