Lyrics: Fratellis. Costello Music. Flathead.

Well just because she feeds me well
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
Doesn't mean she's got eyes for me
She might just want my bones you see

And hey flathead don?t you get mean
She's the second best killer that I ever have seen
They don?t come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

It's just so wrong, so very nice
And I told you once and you killed me twice
Saw you one time on the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

Said I heard you kicked the boy till he bled
Then you stood and said, "Oh my god," till she said
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra ra

Well everybody knows you're the one to call
When the girls get ugly on the back of the wall
Like Josephine says you got a bleedin' nose
Takin' it with her wherever she goes

And hey flathead don't check me in
Well hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
They don?t come much more slick than you
I?d drive your car if you ask me to

Said the boy's not right in the head
And you stood and got a kickin? instead till she said
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra ra

Da dada do

And she said the boy's not right in the head
Then you stood and said, "Oh my god" till she said

Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra
Bara bap bara ra ra ra, bara bap bara ra ra ra ra