The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala

Just when things are getting complicated

In the eye of the storm

She flicks a red-hot revelation

Off the tip of her tongue

It does a dozen somersaults

And leaves you supercharged

Makes me wanna blow the candles out

Just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home

Home sweet booby trap

I took the batteries out my mysticism

And put them in my thinking cap

She's got a telescopic hallelujah

Hanging up on the wall

For when it gets too complicated

In the eye of the storm

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Ah

And in a hellcat spangled cavern

When your judgment's on the run

And you're acting like a stranger

'Cause you thought it looked like fun

And did you ever get the feeling

That these are things she's said before

Her steady hands may well have done

The Devil's pedicure

What you waiting for?

Sing another fucking

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala