Yorktown - Butcher Babies

Can you see the light shine on my boots

Bullwhip on my hip and I’ve been looking for you

The night is young and I’m wanting to play

Let’s start up a game in the alley way

Yeah, I’ve got nine lives

I’m a terror by night

Can you hear my cat call against every night fall

It’s the click

The clack

The crack of the whip

I’m a feral switchblade and I’ll never miss

You know I’m not one to fake it

Yeah, I’ve already made it

When the clock strikes 12, yeah, you’ll see the real me

We only come out at night

2 3 4 5, we’ve got nine livs, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven

2 3 4 5, w’ve got nine lives, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven

A trail of feathers and blood on the street

Black cat on the prowl and I’m ready to leap

I sway my hips like a hungry little stray

Come and watch me pounce on my next prey

Yeah, I’ve got nine lives

I’m a siren by night

Can you hear my cat call against every night fall

It’s the bang bang bang (bang bang bang)

I’m a feral switchblade and I’ll never miss

You know I’m not one to fake it

Yeah, I’ve already made it

When the clock strikes 12, yeah, you’ll see the real me

We only come out at night

2 3 4 5, we’ve got nine lives, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven

2 3 4 5, we’ve got nine lives, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven

Pussy cat, pussy cat

Where have you been?

I’ve been up to London to look at the queen

Pussy cat, pussy cat

What did you there?

I frightened a little mouse under her chair

After a day in disguise I’m ready for a fight

My mortal enemy is waiting for me

Kill me once, you better kill me twice

I’m not afraid bitch, I’ve got nine lives

You know I’m not one to fake it

Yeah, I’ve already made it

When the clock strikes 12, yeah, you’ll see the real me

We only come out at night

2 3 4 5, we’ve got nine lives, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven

2 3 4 5, we’ve got nine lives, count 'em

6 6 6 7, all bad girls go to heaven