Murder In High-Heels

Hey, with a sleight of hand and then a word of mouth She's a cat been caged too long and now she's breakin' out Well, get it straight, you better cross your heart 'Cause sparks are gonna fly, let me tell you what it's all about Better run for cover, babe, she's gonna make her move You know she could, she's a get rich bitch You better get her while the gettin's good She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned But she's murder in high-heels She ain't the girl next door worth waitin' for Well you're playin' with the fire, a pool of sweat's lyin' on the floor She'll bring you to your knees, and when you're laid to rest She's gonna give you something, she's gonna get it off her chest (Yeah yeah yeah) She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned - here she comes he's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned But she's murder in high heels