Holocaust - Push It Around lyrics

OK babe you're in the driving seat

My heart just cringes every time we meet

Gotta get it out, gotta push it around

Better stop quick...I'm falling to the ground!

Gimme all you got, I got nothing to lose

Yu look so "Whaow!" in those high heeled shoes

You ain't no tramp, you're a classy little dame

Fastest thing in town baby...what's your game?

Cryin', dyin'...everybody sees me

Cryin', dyin'...honey why dýa tease me?

You look so fine with your hair hangin' down

I'd love to come over 'n' twist it around

Got my sights on you and I shoot to kill...

Gonna get you now, you bet your ass I will

Give you my number, you van call any time

Could even come over, that suits me fine

No foolin' this time, honey, that is for sure

Love in my blood...and there ain't no cure