Osaka Punch Mankiller
It's feeding time
Red like wine
She begins to purr
Finger licking
It's somehow sensual
Natural, not intentional to her
You're easy picking
You might like to think about it
Before you swing your dick around and end up
Under the guillotine
Let's make tracks and talk it out
I got your back, we'll work it out
You know that she's velveteen
She will eat your soul
Swallow it whole
Cut you up and send the pieces to your loved ones
Her eyes don't lie
That's why she tries to hypnotize
With those hips that slink and slither
She'll whisper in your ear
Hush now pet, the end is near
This lips will make you shake and shiver
You might like to think about it
Before you swing your dick around and end up
Under the guillotine
Let's make tracks and talk it out
I got your back, we'll work it out
You know that she's gasoline
She will eat your soul
Swallow it whole
Cut you up and send the pieces to your loved ones
She'll peel off your skin and then slide in
And wear you while dancing round the livingroom
She will eat your soul
If you really want to court her
(She's a mankiller)
You better bring the holy water
(She's a mankiller)
She might be the devil's daughter
(She's a mankiller)
And you're a lamb to the slaughter
(She's a mankiller)
And if you're thinking she's a winner
(She's a mankiller)
You best believe there's evil in her
(She's a mankiller)
It puts the lotion on the skin
(She's a mankiller)
She'll have the rest of you for dinner
Send out the hounds
Got a killer on the move
(Mankiller)
Send out those hounds now
We got a killer on the loose
(Mankiller)
Stop
Put up a roadblock
There's a killer on the prowl
(Mankiller)
Send out those hounds now
We got to track this creature down
She will eat your soul
Swallow it whole
Cut you up and send the pieces to your loved ones
She'll peel off your skin and then slide in
And wear you to a nephew's graduation, yeah
She will eat your soul
Swallow you whole
Cut you up and send the pieces to your loved ones
She'll peel off your skin and then slide in
And wear you while dancing round the livingroom
If you really want to court her
You better bring the holy water
She might be the devil's daughter
And you're a lamb to the slaughter
And if you're thinking she's a winner
You best believe there's evil in her
It puts the lotion on the skin
She'll have the rest of you for dinner
If you really want to court her
You better bring the holy water
She might be the devil's daughter
And you're a lamb to the slaughter