作词 : Mauk, Moore, Reale
I need a reason to be cool for a little while 
A bitter pill that ain't to hard to swallow 
You got me runnin' like a hot wired 
Cadillac A chrome-plated victory - delicious and hollow 
Since you came into my life 
You said you'd been invited 
Little miss death 
You're a vision in silver and cellophane 
I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain 
Till i can't remember my name 
Tonight you're looking like a catclub cocktail 
All spillin' out in your neoprane teaser 
You're burning up just like this number in my pocket babe 
Tequillas' tellin' me to shut up and squeez her 
You got me frozen in my place 
A cold cunning razor-boy 
Decides be a pretty face 
Little miss death 
You're a vision in silver and cellophane 
I'll lick the blade and you'll feel the pain 
Till i can't remember my name 
Too drunk to live - too young to die 
That was our battle cry our alibi 
Little miss death 
You're screaming delightfull young 
Jezebelle 
I'll pain your name across the gates of hell 
If that's the salvation you sell