The Killing Floor

Lyrics

[Verse: Steelyvibe] This chick goes up to the bar Silver jumpsuit and tangerine hair She orders a triple scotch, no ice and one Coke The barman has more sense than to ask for the money Some sat ol' guy at the bar already has his wallet open She says to him "When two cats are too few and three are too many?" What then? Before he can answer she is gone She runs her hands through her hair The killing floor beckons The crowd moved to give her space She curls, and swirls and spins She twirls, contorts and twists Swerves, stoops and spirals Someone touches her and she turns around She points her fingers like a gun and mouths "Pow!" The drinks come, the lights flash, the music blasts The night wears unrelent loosely Time marches regardlessly Then the club comes to an end and it's time to leave She takes a cab to the hotel Some poor bastard thinks he is in luck He pours her a drink He stands behind her and takes her coat He unzips her jumpsuit It falls to the floor He stares As inside there is NO ONE!