Miss Misstreater — текст песни (racer x)

[Jeff Martin, Bruce Bouillet]

You gave yourself so easily
Well that`s OK with me
I`m tired of your running around
Please leave me be
Why don`t you get out of my life
Go away
I`ve had it with you makin` the rounds
You got nothing to say

But you keep on comin` around
And manage to cut me inside
You`re charged 3rd degree sensual homicide

Miss Mistrester
My little miss
Miss Mistreater
I can`t resist

So hard to see what`s going on
My blindfold was in place
In the pack and fallin` back
You keep pickin` up the pace

You`ve got a spell on me
Can`t fight it, can`t beat it alone
I wait so patiently and pray
For your voice on the phone

Miss Mistreater
I got the itch
Miss Mistreater
I can`t resist

You`ve got a spell on me
Can`t fight it, can`t beat it alone
I wait so patiently to hear
Your sweet voice on the phone

Miss Mistreater
My little miss
Miss Mistreater
You`re such a bitch
Miss Mistreater
I got the itch
Miss Mistreater
I can`t resist
I can`t resist my little miss