Murder in High-Heels

[Verse 1]
Hey, with a sleight of hand
And a word of mouth
She's a cat been caged too long
And now she's breaking out

Well, get it straight
You better cross your heart
'Cause sparks are gonna fly
When I tell you what it's all about

Better run for cover, babe
She's going to make her move
You know she could, she's a get-rich bitch
You better get her while the gettin's good

[Chorus]
She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob, whoo, and she's real fine-tuned
She's murder in high heels

[Verse 2]
She ain't the girl next door
Worth waiting for
Well, you're playing with the fire
A pool of sweat's lying 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 just gotta get it off her chest
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound, ooh yeah
Just a turn of a knob, whoo, and she's real fine-tuned
Here she comes

[Guitar solo]

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's murder in high heels