You can taste teh venon on her lips
You can tear yourself up in her eyes
But like a cobran in the summer sun
She sheda the skin of her disguise
She lives for danger,
She'll talk to any stranger
She's lookin' for trouble
A lion "taxer" could not "tane" her
She's got her after-hours enterage
but they can't see
The sharpness os her claws...
She's running silent thru the night
So if you see her on the prowl,
You better
You better betters watch your back
She's a wild girl in a heart-less town.
She paints her eyes black cat black
and wears denim head-to-toe
Her claws are dipped in blood red blood
her feline instincts take control...
She's running thru the alleys
While we're sleeping thru the night
If you listen like an animal
You can hear her cry:
"Turn the radio off, turn the radio off,
turn the radio off, turn the radio off!"
(Repeat chorus)
Bangs - Maggie The Cat Lyrics
Bangs - Maggie The Cat Lyrics
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You can taste teh venon on her lips
You can tear yourself up in her eyes
But like a cobran in the summer sun
She sheda the skin of her disguise
She lives for danger,
She'll talk to any stranger
She's lookin' for trouble
A lion "taxer" could not "tane" her
She's got her after-hours enterage
but they can't see
The sharpness os her claws...
She's running silent thru the night
So if you see her on the prowl,
You better
You better betters watch your back
She's a wild girl in a heart-less town.
She paints her eyes black cat black
and wears denim head-to-toe
Her claws are dipped in blood red blood
her feline instincts take control...
She's running thru the alleys
While we're sleeping thru the night
If you listen like an animal
You can hear her cry:
"Turn the radio off, turn the radio off,
turn the radio off, turn the radio off!"
(Repeat chorus)
You can tear yourself up in her eyes
But like a cobran in the summer sun
She sheda the skin of her disguise
She lives for danger,
She'll talk to any stranger
She's lookin' for trouble
A lion "taxer" could not "tane" her
She's got her after-hours enterage
but they can't see
The sharpness os her claws...
She's running silent thru the night
So if you see her on the prowl,
You better
You better betters watch your back
She's a wild girl in a heart-less town.
She paints her eyes black cat black
and wears denim head-to-toe
Her claws are dipped in blood red blood
her feline instincts take control...
She's running thru the alleys
While we're sleeping thru the night
If you listen like an animal
You can hear her cry:
"Turn the radio off, turn the radio off,
turn the radio off, turn the radio off!"
(Repeat chorus)