In the evening
When the lights go down
In the quiet little town
You can see her walking
All dressed in red
Her body's on fire
But her soul is dead
She's as cold as a glacier
And deep as a well
I think she's a wildcat
Sent straight from hell
In the evening
When the lights go down
In the quiet little town
You can see her walking
All dressed in red
Her body's on fire
But her soul is dead
She's as cold as a glacier
And deep as a well
I think she's a wildcat
Sent straight from hell
