Murder In High-Heels Lyrics

 Hey, with a sleight of hand and then a word of mouth
 She's a cat been caged too long and now she's breakin' out
 Well, get it straight, you better cross your heart
 'Cause sparks are gonna fly, let me tell you what it's all about
 
 Better run for cover, babe, she's gonna make her move
 You know she could, she's a get rich bitch
 You better get her while the gettin's good
 
 She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
 Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned
 
 But she's murder in high-heels
 
 She ain't the girl next door worth waitin' for
 Well you're playin' with the fire, a pool of sweat's lyin' on the floor
 She'll bring you to your knees, and when you're laid to rest
 She's gonna give you something, she's gonna get it off her chest
 (Yeah yeah yeah)
 
 She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
 Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned - here she comes
 
 he's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
 Just a turn of a knob and she's real fine tuned
 
 But she's murder in high heels