hit and run

they never saw us coming, 'til they hit the floor, they just kept beggin for, more, more, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, i was brought up as a southern belle, i grew into the queen of hell, you were just a little stowaway, that stabbed her way to save herself, you always liked the taste of blood, and i get off when i point the gun, it's so good to have someone to be so bad with, first one up was a preacher's son, last one down was an englishman, i'm in bed with his bow tie on, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, sunday in notting hill, he was sneaking a cigarette, his god protects him but, i know we'll get him dead, ran my fingers through his hair, so he thinks it's fun and games, he don't know our faces but, he'll never forget our names, first one up was a preacher's son, last one down was an englishman, i'm in bed with his bow tie on, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, i was waiting in the getaway car, you were stuck in the hotel bar, he was a proper englishman, he had one last pint before the cops broke in, you poured the gasoline and, i drove into the flames, history will hate us, but they'll never forget our names, they never saw us coming, 'til they hit the floor, they just kept beggin for, more, more, they never saw us coming, 'til they hit the floor, they just kept beggin for, more, more, first one up was a preachers son, last one down was an englishman, i'm in bed with his bow tie on, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, na na na na na na na, all dressed up for a hit and run, all dressed up, all dressed up for a hit and run, all dressed up for a hit and run