Dressed to Kill
Your digits and a key, then
Then I lied to the policeman
In a fever so I might be sleeping still
Oh well, Oh well, well, well
Your last day in the city
I think you're looking for someone but that's not me
I'm a soap on the TV
I'm blowing bubbles, they won't die
There's no one dancing like that except you, look around
There's no one dancing like that except you
Look around And round and round and round
There's no one caring less than me except you
Look around and round and round and round
I'm just fighting my own mind still
I'm dressed to kill
Get me paid or make me ill
I'm dressed to kill
A beautiful day and I'm waiting for the plug
When a copper comes up and tells me get lost
(And I would like you to get the fuck out of here)
Said I don't wanna get in trouble, I don't wanna burn out
Just wanna sit around and have a good time
In the sunshine
I'm blowing bubbles, they won't die
There's no one dancing like that except you, look around
There's no one dancing like that except you
Look around and round and round and round
There's no one getting my attention like you
Look around and round and round and round
I'm just fighting my own mind still
I'm dressed to kill
Get me paid or make me ill
I'm dressed to kill
So what gave you those panda eyes? Cause
I think I've got a styrofoam heart
I think I've got a...
Well this dead-end job could do much for some but
Mate I've found there's no place for clowns
In the sunshine
Then I lied to the policeman
In a fever so I might be sleeping still
Oh well, Oh well, well, well
Your last day in the city
I think you're looking for someone but that's not me
I'm a soap on the TV
I'm blowing bubbles, they won't die
There's no one dancing like that except you, look around
There's no one dancing like that except you
Look around And round and round and round
There's no one caring less than me except you
Look around and round and round and round
I'm just fighting my own mind still
I'm dressed to kill
Get me paid or make me ill
I'm dressed to kill
A beautiful day and I'm waiting for the plug
When a copper comes up and tells me get lost
(And I would like you to get the fuck out of here)
Said I don't wanna get in trouble, I don't wanna burn out
Just wanna sit around and have a good time
In the sunshine
I'm blowing bubbles, they won't die
There's no one dancing like that except you, look around
There's no one dancing like that except you
Look around and round and round and round
There's no one getting my attention like you
Look around and round and round and round
I'm just fighting my own mind still
I'm dressed to kill
Get me paid or make me ill
I'm dressed to kill
So what gave you those panda eyes? Cause
I think I've got a styrofoam heart
I think I've got a...
Well this dead-end job could do much for some but
Mate I've found there's no place for clowns
In the sunshine
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Johan Jakob Falkendal, Carl Noel Hassling Offrell, Albert Fredrik Nilsson
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