Tillbaka till: animalize


MURDER IN HIGH-HEELS

by Gene Simmons/ Mich Weissman

Hey, with a sleight of hand and 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 he
Cause sparks are gonna fly
Let me tell you what it´s all about

Better run for cover, 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 the knob
And she´s real fine tuned

But she´s murder in high-heels
Well she knows what´s in your heart
And she knows whats in your mind
Murder in high-heels
Well she´s burned at the stake

She ain´t the girl next door worth waitin´ for
Well you´re playin´ with fire, a pool of sweats lyin´ on the floor
Bring you to your knees, and when you´re laid to rest
She´s gonna give you something
She´s gonna get it of her chest
( Yeah yeah yeah)