The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala
Just when things are getting complicatedin the eye of the stormShe flicks a red-hot revelationoff the tip of her tongueIt does a dozen somersaultsand it leaves you superchargedMakes me wanna blow her candles outjust to see if you glow in the darkShalalala Shalalala Shalalala Shalalala
Home sweet home, home sweet home,home sweet booby-trapI took the batteries out my mysticismand put 'em in my thinking capShe's got a telescopic hallelujahhanging up on the wallFor when it gets too complicatedin the eye of the stormShalalala Shalalala Shalalala Shalalala
Oh...And in a hellcat spangled cavernWhen your judgement's on the runAnd you're acting like a strangerCause you thought it looked like funWell did you ever get the feelingthat these are things she said before?Her steady hands may well have done the devil's pedicureWhat you waiting for?To sing another fuckin'Shalalala Shalalala Shalalala Shalalala