Hell's Kitchen Angel

I should've known in the subway station
That you were on your way to 44th and 8th
With your rollerblades on the A train
Oh, you're so complicated
I was born and raised in the city
But I've never seen one so pretty

Ooh, she said she's into older guys
But ooh, maybe I can change her mind
And ooh, what the hell, it's Friday
I'm just saying, I want you
I said

Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You've hurt the Devil's poor heart with the way that you're lovin' me
Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You're a little too much for most, but you're still right for me, yeah

We took a tipsy cab to Coney Island
It was closed at eight so we jumped the gate
Rode the Cyclone 'til the morning come
More shots down in Chinatown
With fake IDs, we're fine and free
On a trapeze through the main streets

Ooh, you make water gasoline
And ooh, I'm feeling thirsty
And ooh, what the hell, give me a light
Just saying, I want you
I said

Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You've hurt the Devil's poor heart with the way that you're lovin' me
Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You're a little too much for most, but you're still right for me, yeah

Baby, you can go to Heaven if you be real nice
We can go to Hell, spend the night
Ah ooh, oh, ah, ah ow, let me say it again
Baby, you can go to Heaven if you be real nice
We can go to Hell, spend the night

Ah ooh, oh, ah, ah aw, let me say it again
Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You're a little too much for most
But you're still right for me, yeah
I said

Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You've hurt the Devil's poor heart with the way that you're lovin' me
Hell's Kitchen angel
Red, hot and dangerous
You're a little too much for most, but you're still right for me, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Kibby, Jacob Sinclair, Maxwell Schneider, Michael Anthony Viola
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