Long dark heels and lips are red
It's a carnival of a sight for a man, she knows it
She's got good taste in all the tunes
And she knows what you like so that's just what she'll do

She's got sun kissed skin and a lit cigarette
And dyed black hair cause she thinks she's all that

Hard to get like a fox on its heels
The wind will carry you away as you get blocked from a shield
You have no chance
You are not in her field
And there is no point in trying, she's got hold of the wheel
I said:
I said:
Yeah!

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She's a rebel with a cause and I think I'm in love
I get dizzy at the fine mеtallic scent of her blood
I don't stand a chance but at lеast you're standing me up
I haven't had a feeling of lust in so long
I'll forget the night before I even wake up
Besides I've been hearing rumors that you're somewhat of a nice girl