Murder in High-Heels

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Hey, with a sleight of hand And a word of mouth A-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 ya 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 [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 A-worth a-waiting for Well, you're playing with the fire A pool of sweat's lying on the floor Bring you to your knees And when you're laid to rest She 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, a-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