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... ooh

And she's real

Fine tuned

But she's murder

In high-heels

She ain't the girl next door

Worth a-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 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

Ooh-yeah

Just a turn of a knob... woo!

And she's real

Fine tuned

Here she comes

She's a vision in leather

Like salt on a wound

Just a turn of a knob... ooh-yeah

And she's real

Fine tuned

She is murder in high heels