Bad Touch - Dressed to Kill

Feeling good
Oh yes I am
No evils can I see
Coz work's all done
And that setting sun
Is calling out to me

I'm gonna take a walk
I'm gonna talk the talk
I'm gonna see how far I get
Make no mistake
A little heart I'll break
So close your eyes
And now place your bets

Coz I told you that I won't
But I will
It's just that my feet
Can't sit still
Please call the doctor
I'm ill
And I'll be Dressed To Kill

Believe your eyes
Coz it's real
You're just another heart
I can steal
In my new
Cuban heels
And I'll be Dressed To Kill

Working nine to five
Said, there's got to be a better way
I fall in line
I spend all that time
I'm no richer at the end of the day
But I suck it up
And I get dressed up
And I forget about the week that's gone
Coz you're a pretty little lady
And you got me acting crazy
We'll be dancing til the morning comes

And I told you that I won't
But I will
It's just that my feet
Can't sit still
Please call the doctor
I'm ill
I'll be Dressed To Kill

Believe your eyes
Coz it's real
You're just another heart
I can steal
In my new
Cuban heels
I'll be Dressed To Kill

I got a
Fresh cut
I got my
Skinny jeans
I got feathers in my hair
Like I just don't care
What anybody thinks of me
I got my
Silk shirt
And I'm feeling fly
Now you're never gonna like it
If you're never gonna try it
I'll smile as I wave goodbye

Coz I told you that I won't
But I will
It's just that my feet
Can't sit still
Please call the doctor
I'm ill
And I'll be Dressed To Kill
(I'll be Dressed To Kill)

Believe your eyes
Coz it's real
You're just another heart
I can steal
In my new
Cuban heels
I'll be Dressed To Kill
And I'll be Dressed To Kill!

Written by:
Bad Touch

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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