Criminal World Songtext
von Metro
Criminal World Songtext
You never told me of your other faces
You were the widow of the wildcat
And Now I know about your special kisses
And I know you know where that′s at
I'm not the queen so there′s no need to bow
I think I see beneath your make-up
I'll take your dress and we can truck on out
This is no ordinary
This is no ordinary . . .
Oh what a criminal
World
The boys are like baby-faced
Girls
What a criminal world
She'll show you where to shoot your gun.
What a typical mother′s
Son
The only thing that she
Enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys.
You′ve got a very heavy reputation
But no-one knows about your low-life
I know the way to find the situation
And hold a candle up to your high-life disguise
I saw you kneeling at my brother's door
That was no ordinary stick-up
I′m well aware just what you're looking for
I am no ordinary
I am no ordinary. . .
Oh what a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced girls
What a criminal world
She′ll show you where to shoot your gun.
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys.
You were the widow of the wildcat
And Now I know about your special kisses
And I know you know where that′s at
I'm not the queen so there′s no need to bow
I think I see beneath your make-up
I'll take your dress and we can truck on out
This is no ordinary
This is no ordinary . . .
Oh what a criminal
World
The boys are like baby-faced
Girls
What a criminal world
She'll show you where to shoot your gun.
What a typical mother′s
Son
The only thing that she
Enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys.
You′ve got a very heavy reputation
But no-one knows about your low-life
I know the way to find the situation
And hold a candle up to your high-life disguise
I saw you kneeling at my brother's door
That was no ordinary stick-up
I′m well aware just what you're looking for
I am no ordinary
I am no ordinary. . .
Oh what a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced girls
What a criminal world
She′ll show you where to shoot your gun.
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys.
Writer(s): Sean Michael Lyons, John Duncan Browne, Peter Douglas Godwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com