(She's got looks that kill) She's got the looks that kill, that kill She's got the look Now listen up She's razor sharp If she don't get her way She'll slice you apart If you don't get her name Now she's a cool, cool black

Go, go, go, little queenie Standin' over by the record machine Looking like a model On the cover of a magazine She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen I got lumps in my throat When I saw her comin' down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When

Run for cover Run while you can, baby, don't look back You gotta run for cover Don't be afraid of the fear, that's a played out trap, man You know you're not the only one And don't look back, just run for cover She's running What have you gathered to

She got that whole place glowing Way above the clouds in the sky singing I'm looking at an Angel And believe me when I say (glowing, glowing, glowing) And she's high in the sky singing Singing my song (yeah yeah), From dusk till dawn (yeah yeah)

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

Left me to love What it's doing to me Baby's got some new rules What about me? I sat there looking ugly Looking ugly and mean I knew what you were saying You were saying to me Baby, said she's had it with me

(She's got the look) She's got the look (Wanna know better) (She's driving me wild) And you know damn well That girl's my baby She's so fine The girl will be mine She got the breaks

She's alone in the new pollution She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburetor tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's got a hand on a wheel of pain She can talk to the mangling