(B. Walker, J. Harte, D. Child)
I first saw her struttin` down the street, decked in black.
She had her hair teased up lookin` sharp as a tack.
She had all the guys lookin` like zombies in a trance.
Swingin` them hips in her tight little pants.
She`s got a rose tattoo where the sun don`t shine,
And a Mississippi drawl sweet as Mullberry wine.
Burnin` in your britches for a piece of her pie.
She`s got a switch blade tongue to cut you back down to size boy.
She`s a bad girl lookin` for a hell of a time.
She`ll drive you mad boy.
Spend your last nickel and dime.
Look out she`s danger city.
Her streets are paved with broken hearts.
Look out she`s danger city.
Once you see her lights glitter in the night, you`re gone.
Catches a man like dogs catch fleas.
Every Tom, Dick and Harry goin` down on their knees.
Chewin` up, spittin` out everybody in town.
It`s enough to make the country population go down boy.
She`s just a bad girl lookin` for a hell of a time.
She`ll drive you mad boy,
Take you to the end of the line.
Look out she`s danger city.
Her streets are paved with broken hearts.
Look out she`s danger city.
Once you see her lights glitter in the night, you`re gone.
Better not take a bite or you`ll be dead before the night is done.