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  • 作词 : Mauk, Moore, Reale
    I need a reason to be cool for a little while
    A bitter pill that ain't to hard to swallow
    You got me runnin' like a hot wired
    Cadillac A chrome-plated victory - delicious and hollow
    Since you came into my life
    You said you'd been invited
    Little miss death
    You're a vision in silver and cellophane
    I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain
    Till i can't remember my name
    Tonight you're looking like a catclub cocktail
    All spillin' out in your neoprane teaser
    You're burning up just like this number in my pocket babe
    Tequillas' tellin' me to shut up and squeez her
    You got me frozen in my place
    A cold cunning razor-boy
    Decides be a pretty face
    Little miss death
    You're a vision in silver and cellophane
    I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain
    Till i can't remember my name
    Too drunk to live - too young to die
    That was our battle cry our alibi
    Little miss death
    You're screaming delightfull young
    Jezebelle
    I'll pain your name across the gates of hell
    If that's the salvation you sell
  • 作词 : Mauk, Moore, Reale
    I need a reason to be cool for a little while
    A bitter pill that ain't to hard to swallow
    You got me runnin' like a hot wired
    Cadillac A chrome-plated victory - delicious and hollow
    Since you came into my life
    You said you'd been invited
    Little miss death
    You're a vision in silver and cellophane
    I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain
    Till i can't remember my name
    Tonight you're looking like a catclub cocktail
    All spillin' out in your neoprane teaser
    You're burning up just like this number in my pocket babe
    Tequillas' tellin' me to shut up and squeez her
    You got me frozen in my place
    A cold cunning razor-boy
    Decides be a pretty face
    Little miss death
    You're a vision in silver and cellophane
    I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain
    Till i can't remember my name
    Too drunk to live - too young to die
    That was our battle cry our alibi
    Little miss death
    You're screaming delightfull young
    Jezebelle
    I'll pain your name across the gates of hell
    If that's the salvation you sell