What a mistake
You got away with murder
Some day you’ll pay for it
It’s too late to blame your mother
Where are you going with those shoes on your feet?
How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week?
I got a taste of the blood you buried
It stayed on my tongue for ages
What does it say that you crave what’s scary?
Where are you going with those shoes on your feet?
How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week?
Where are you going with the hoes of Hollywood?
Where are you going with those shoes on your feet?
How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week?
8 days of the week, babe?
