Looks That Kill - Mötley Crüe

Now listen up She's razor sharp If she don't get her way She'll slice you apart Now she's a cool, cool black Moves like a cat If you don't get her game You might not make it back She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill She's got the looks that kill Now she's bulletproof Keeps her motor clean And believe me, you She's a number thirteen The church strikes midnight She's lookin' louder and louder She's gonna turn on our juice, boy So she turns on the power She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill She's got the looks that kill She's got the looks that kill She's got the looks that kill Now listen up She's razor sharp She don't get her way She'll slice you apart Well you might not make it back She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill That kill She's got the looks that kill She's got the looks that kill

Caught you in the act, can't put up with that Messing where you shouldn't be I wanna hear you say you're sorry 'Cause nobody takes advantage of me You're missing the mark, shooting in the dark I'm pulling the wool from my eyes Baby, don't push me further It's gonna hurt you if it happens twice If looks could kill You'd be lying on the floor You'd be begging me: "Please, please baby, don't hurt me no more" If looks could kill You'd be reeling from the pain And you'd never lie again If looks could kill You're living on the edge, hanging by a thread I'm watching every move you make And you don't want to see my anger So don't you make another mistake Love is on the line, I ain't about to be kind That's a promise and a threat If I was you, I'd really cool it Or risk a night you'll never forget If looks could kill You'd be lying on the floor You'd be begging me: "Please, please darlin' don't hurt me no more" If looks could kill You'd be reeling from the pain And you'd never lie again If looks could kill I was a fool to believe in you A sucker for every line I'm a little less blind than I was before I can see right through your design If looks could kill You'd be lying on the floor You'd be begging me: "Please, please baby, don't hurt me no more" If looks could kill You'd be reeling from the pain And you'd never lie again If looks could kill You'd be lying on the floor You'd be begging me: "Please, please baby, don't hurt me no more" If looks could kill You'd be reeling from the pain And you'd never lie again If looks could kill If looks could kill

One look and I knew it was her, Even from across the street Took forever for the light to change in that New York heat I didn't want to lose her So I reached out from behind I wasn't ready for her thunder Or the fire in her eyes If looks could kill I wouldn't have a breath left in me Was she so scared of all those memories Or did I take her by surprise If looks could kill My heart would surely have stopped beating Didn't expect that kind of degree Couldn't find one good reason why I thought we buried the bitterness I thought the air was clear But there was a chill over Christopher street For that time of year Was she trying to free herself From any old thoughts of these Cause as we stood there face to face It was plain enough to see If looks could kill I wouldn't have a breath left in me Was she so scared of all those memories Or did I take her by surprise If looks could kill My heart would surely have stopped beating Didn't expect that kind of degree Couldn't find one good reason why If looks could kill I wouldn't have a breath left in me Was she so scared of all those memories Did I take her by surprise Cause if looks could kill My heart would surely have stopped beating Didn't expect that kind of degree Couldn't find one good reason why If looks could kill I wouldn't have a breath left in me Was she so scared of all those memories

If looks could kill Baby, I'm the fashion demon Riding down Candler Road, and I'm speeding I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros (my bros) I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road (on the road) I get hella green, yeah, I get hella 'chos (hella 'chos) These niggas green as fuck, I'm about to get over (get over) No, bitch, I'm not greening out, you cannot get over (can't get over) I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova (Dellavedova) Don't shop at Dover's (nah) Don't shop at Neiman's (nah, no) Don't commit treason (nah) Everything I do is for a reason Everything I do is so strategic (huh) Baby, please don't leave me I don't need you, and I know that you don't need me I done got this fly, so, I'm on a date with the moon this evening She act cool, but I know she evil, so deceiving (so deceiving) If looks could kill, that makes every day Halloween, man (it's Halloween) I get bitches, I don't need no wingman (no wingman) I get riches, I don't sell no weed, man (not right now) I smoke dope by the pound, yeah, for real, huh I'm on the top of the mountain, king of the hill (Top Floor), uh I don't like no Swisher, I like Grabba Leaf, lil' nigga (Grabba, Grabba, Grabba) Real deal codeine sipper, walk round with a purple liver, uh I'm a fashion killer, I'm the shit, pop a band (pop a band) I'm a real big baller, but won't let no lil' bitch play with me (Grabba, Grabba) I'm a pussy killer, after I hit it, might let her lay with me (huh) She a fashion killer, check out how she walking, yeah, look, she slaying it (huh) My boy got a trigger finger, he ready to pull it, so please don't play with him (grrah) I smoke till my lungs black, lil' bitch, I take that lil' blunt and I face that shit (huh, face it) I look at my demons and face 'em (face em) Take the Chrome Heart' Timb's and I lace 'em (ha) I'm walking through hell, I got an FN loaded up with a laser (rah) My bitch rocking chanel, I put on Balenciaga for all of my haters I gotta go, bitch, l'Il see you later (go) I'm the dark lord, real soul taker (huh) I'm the Top Floor Boss, a lil' player (Boss) I put on big pants, real deal raver (real raver) (Raver, raver) Baby, I'm the fashion demon (demon) Riding down Candler Road, and I'm speeding (speeding) I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros (my bros) I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road (on the road, shows) I get hella green, yeah, I get hella 'chos (hella 'chos) These niggas green as fuck, I'm about to get over (get over) No, bitch, I'm not greening out, you cannot get over (can't get over) I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova (like Dellavedova) Don't shop at Dover's (no) Don't shop at Neiman's (no) Don't commit treason (no) Everything I do is for a reason Everything I do is so strategic (huh) Baby, please don't leave me I don't need you, and I know that you don't need me (but I want you) I done got this fly, so, I'm on a date with the moon this evening (ayy) She act cool, but I know she evil (yeah), so deceiving (so deceiving) If looks could kill, that makes every day Halloween, man (it's Halloween) (Ayy, Clayco, cook that motherfucker up)

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