hold a candle to this
Singer:pretenders, the
so much for banning the bomb
the president's wife is carrying a hand gun
if you want blood sports for fun now
they call me 'the hunter' - better run now
you hear a 'crack' in the distance baby
your phoney mating calls' resistance maybe
don't smile - we're gonna get you
we'll have your rifle off you too
and hold a candle to this!
foxy lady dressed to kill
you say you won't but you will
what's on your face and your breath mama?
you wear your glory or death mama
but liberation's on the way
every dog's gonna have it's day
pack up your rape racks and crush box out of hell
the sailors mixed it on the shore
they were making love and making war
well here's a present for the navy
same meat -different gravy
those chicks will find you - that's for sure
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - tell the people what she wore!