Obviously you were a killer
I could tell by your hooded eyes
You got the ladies in waiting
Lighting up like fire flies

I always knew you were a killer
I could tell by your bloody guitar
You like to stab it into everything
Then pull it out when it gets too hard

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Mr. Fun
Oh, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang it up
Oh, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, here she comes
Oh, get, get, get, get, get, get, get it and run

I watch you walk around the lake
Like a cool breeze on the take
Give in to me, give in to me

Red finger nails wrapped around your neck
Innocence locked up like a train wreck
You got your 17 reasons for pleasure seeking
Don't give them to me

Chompin' on pussy like chewing gum
Just another way you eat your young
She's calling for you while you're coming for me
See-see-come for me

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Mr. Fun
Oh, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang it up
Oh, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, here she comes
Oh, get, get, get, get, get, get, get it and run

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Mr. Fun
Oh, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang it up
Oh, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, here she comes
Oh, get, get, get, get, get, get, get it and run

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Mr. Fun
(Aha, you're so fun, Mr. Fun)
Oh, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang it up
(I like to watch you work)

Ooh, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, here she comes
(What's that dripping from your tongue?)
Oh, get, get, get, get, get, get, get it and run
(Truly killer, you're such a killer)

Copyright: Bluewater Music Corp., Fintage House Publishing
Writer(s): JASON WOMACK, JULIETTE LEWIS, KEMBLE WALTERS, TODD MORSE