They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept begging for
More, more
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was brought up as a southern belle
I grew into the queen of hell
You were just a little stowaway
That stabbed her way to save herself
You always liked the taste of blood
And I get off when I point the gun
It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
First one up was a preacher's son
Last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Sunday in notting hill
he was sneaking a cigarette
His God protects him but
I know we'll get him yet
Ran my fingers through his hair
So he thinks it's fun and games
He don't know our faces but
He'll never forget our names
First one up was a preacher's son
Last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was waiting in the getaway car
You were stuck in the hotel bar
You poured the gasoline and
I drove into the flames
History will hate us
But they'll never forget our names
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
First one up was a preacher's son
last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.30]They never saw us coming
[00:03.51]Til they hit the floor
[00:05.67]They just kept begging for
[00:07.77]More, more
[00:10.11]Na na na na na na na
[00:12.56]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:15.02]Na na na na na na na
[00:17.43]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:19.66]I was brought up as a southern belle
[00:22.19]I grew into the queen of hell
[00:25.15]You were just a little stowaway
[00:27.05]That stabbed her way to save herself
[00:30.01]You always liked the taste of blood
[00:32.01]And I get off when I point the gun
[00:34.73]It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
[00:39.53]First one up was a preacher's son
[00:41.94]Last one down was an Englishman
[00:44.40]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[00:46.86]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:49.31]Na na na na na na na
[00:51.77]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:54.20]Na na na na na na na
[00:56.55]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:59.31]Sunday in notting hill
[01:01.25]he was sneaking a cigarette
[01:04.35]His God protects him but
[01:06.10]I know we'll get him yet
[01:09.20]Ran my fingers through his hair
[01:11.10]So he thinks it's fun and games
[01:13.99]He don't know our faces but
[01:15.80]He'll never forget our names
[01:18.67]First one up was a preacher's son
[01:21.18]Last one down was an Englishman
[01:23.52]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[01:26.03]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:28.44]Na na na na na na na
[01:30.90]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:33.40]Na na na na na na na
[01:35.79]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:38.35]I was waiting in the getaway car
[01:40.83]You were stuck in the hotel bar
[01:48.37]You poured the gasoline and
[01:50.85]I drove into the flames
[01:53.30]History will hate us
[01:54.80]But they'll never forget our names
[01:58.14]They never saw us coming
[02:00.99]Til they hit the floor
[02:03.09]They just kept beggin for
[02:05.28]More, more
[02:07.93]They never saw us coming
[02:10.77]Til they hit the floor
[02:12.87]They just kept beggin for
[02:15.07]More, more
[02:17.48]First one up was a preacher's son
[02:19.88]last one down was an Englishman
[02:22.33]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[02:24.73]All dressed up for a hit and run
[02:27.27]Na na na na na na na
[02:29.77]All dressed up for a hit and run
[02:32.19]Na na na na na na na
[02:34.61]All dressed up for a hit and run
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept begging for
More, more
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was brought up as a southern belle
I grew into the queen of hell
You were just a little stowaway
That stabbed her way to save herself
You always liked the taste of blood
And I get off when I point the gun
It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
First one up was a preacher's son
Last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Sunday in notting hill
he was sneaking a cigarette
His God protects him but
I know we'll get him yet
Ran my fingers through his hair
So he thinks it's fun and games
He don't know our faces but
He'll never forget our names
First one up was a preacher's son
Last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was waiting in the getaway car
You were stuck in the hotel bar
You poured the gasoline and
I drove into the flames
History will hate us
But they'll never forget our names
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
First one up was a preacher's son
last one down was an Englishman
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.30]They never saw us coming
[00:03.51]Til they hit the floor
[00:05.67]They just kept begging for
[00:07.77]More, more
[00:10.11]Na na na na na na na
[00:12.56]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:15.02]Na na na na na na na
[00:17.43]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:19.66]I was brought up as a southern belle
[00:22.19]I grew into the queen of hell
[00:25.15]You were just a little stowaway
[00:27.05]That stabbed her way to save herself
[00:30.01]You always liked the taste of blood
[00:32.01]And I get off when I point the gun
[00:34.73]It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
[00:39.53]First one up was a preacher's son
[00:41.94]Last one down was an Englishman
[00:44.40]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[00:46.86]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:49.31]Na na na na na na na
[00:51.77]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:54.20]Na na na na na na na
[00:56.55]All dressed up for a hit and run
[00:59.31]Sunday in notting hill
[01:01.25]he was sneaking a cigarette
[01:04.35]His God protects him but
[01:06.10]I know we'll get him yet
[01:09.20]Ran my fingers through his hair
[01:11.10]So he thinks it's fun and games
[01:13.99]He don't know our faces but
[01:15.80]He'll never forget our names
[01:18.67]First one up was a preacher's son
[01:21.18]Last one down was an Englishman
[01:23.52]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[01:26.03]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:28.44]Na na na na na na na
[01:30.90]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:33.40]Na na na na na na na
[01:35.79]All dressed up for a hit and run
[01:38.35]I was waiting in the getaway car
[01:40.83]You were stuck in the hotel bar
[01:48.37]You poured the gasoline and
[01:50.85]I drove into the flames
[01:53.30]History will hate us
[01:54.80]But they'll never forget our names
[01:58.14]They never saw us coming
[02:00.99]Til they hit the floor
[02:03.09]They just kept beggin for
[02:05.28]More, more
[02:07.93]They never saw us coming
[02:10.77]Til they hit the floor
[02:12.87]They just kept beggin for
[02:15.07]More, more
[02:17.48]First one up was a preacher's son
[02:19.88]last one down was an Englishman
[02:22.33]I'm in bed with his bow tie on
[02:24.73]All dressed up for a hit and run
[02:27.27]Na na na na na na na
[02:29.77]All dressed up for a hit and run
[02:32.19]Na na na na na na na
[02:34.61]All dressed up for a hit and run
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