I was brought up as a southern belle 
I grew into the queen from [bad word] 
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 preachers son
last one down was an Englishman 
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
all dressed up for a hit [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word] 

sunday in notting hill
he was sneaking a cigarette 
his God protects him but 
I know we'll get him yet
ran my fingers [bad word] his hair 
so he thinks its fun and games
he don't know our faces but
he'll never forget our names

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 [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word] 

I was waiting in the getaway car
you were stuck in the hotel bar
he was a proper Englishman
you 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 [bad word] 
til they hit the floor
they just kept beggin for
more, more
they never saw [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word] 
Na na na na na na na 
All dressed up for a hit [bad word]