| I've been such a good girl | |
| Living in a bad world | |
| Feel like I could use a gun | |
| You've been all around town | |
| Living it up, shooting down | |
| Time is up, you'd better run | |
| Run to my house tonight | |
| Comb your hair like Elvis Presley | |
| Put on those blue suede shoes | |
| And your leather jacket | |
| I'm going to be your girl tonight | |
| I'm going to make you apple pie | |
| I'm going to wear my cherry red | |
| I'm going to give you lots of | |
| I'm going to be your Stepford wife | |
| You can cut me like a knife | |
| I'm going to wear my cherry red | |
| I'm going to give you lots of room in my bed | |
| Meet me at the riverboat | |
| Where all the freaks go | |
| Round to the back tonight | |
| Down in the casino | |
| Where everyone that we know | |
| Is blowing on the young cock fights | |
| They say we're the mean ones | |
| Run us out like clean ones | |
| Put on those blue suede shoes | |
| And your leather jacket |