Miss Behave Songtext
von Junk Pups

One, two, three, four

No-one cares at all
To ask for my name
I look over the bodies
And just slip away
I′m upset and I know it
But I sure as hell won't show it
What to do

There′s a man at the door
And he's ringing the bell
He's gonna give me what-for
And that much I can tell
I don′t need to worry
If I close my eyes it′ll hurry up the time

Unladylike gyrations
Defy my expectations
And oh, so many complications
Oh Miss Behave you got hell to pay


Sitting at the table
We got nothing to say
We're like Cain and Abel
And I′m going grey
I'm losing my eyesight
And all control of my life
I′m the fool

Hit it

Unladylike gyrations
Defy my expectations
And oh, so many complications
Oh Miss Behave you got hell to pay

Bricks and mortar
Fast solutions
To our problems
Of mass confusion
This is prime time
What's the message
Send a warning

I cannot stress this enough


Unladylike gyrations
Defy my expectations
And oh, so many complications
Oh Miss Behave you got hell to pay
Let′s go
Unladylike gyrations
Defy my expectations
And oh, so many complications
Yeah
Oh Miss Behave you got hell to pay