HellKat

Yeah you're a vixen, oh what a looker you are
And you let me get my kicks in
With the mind to turn a seduction to art
Oh lady don't you know
That there ain't nothing special with how your story goes

Maybe it's the way that you lie
But then again, baby
Maybe it's the way that you wear those black dresses too tight
And I think it's the way that you talk
But then again, hey
Maybe it's the way that your hips
They seem to swivel when you walk

Yeah you're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta give it to the people that you promised to
You're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta answer to the people you're dishonest to
But you won't hang your head
Blame it on your good looks and ignorance instead
That you're not sorry for a God damn thing you said

Hellkat, you know damn well that
Any of them would buy love but you don't sell that
You're a harlot playing hard to get
Swing your ass, I'll keep you wondering
Filthy little slut
Lies are showing through the skin that you've been covering up
Only wanting what isn't enough
Wouldn't matter if I was the one giving it up
Steady moving you're doing it right
The same thing you're telling yourself every night

Oh lady don't you know
That there ain't nothing special with how your story goes
Maybe it's the way that you lie
But then again, baby
Maybe it's the way that you wear those
Black dresses too tight and I think it's the way that you talk
But then again, hey
Maybe it's the way that your hips

They seem to swivel when you walk
Yeah you're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta give it to the people that you promised to
You're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta answer to the people you're dishonest to
But you won't hang your head
Blame it on your good looks and ignorance instead
That you're not sorry for a God damn thing you said

You're not sorry for a God damn thing you said
Maybe it's the way that you lie
But then again, baby
Maybe it's the way that you wear those black dresses too tight
And I think it's the way that you talk
But then again, hey
Maybe it's the way that your hips
They seem to swivel when you walk
Yeah you're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta give it to the people that you promised to y
Ou're hot shit now but you wait til your flames burn out
And you gotta answer to the people you're dishonest to
But you won't hang your head
Blame it on your good looks and ignorance instead
That you're not sorry for a God damn thing you said