[Verse]

I was out dancin' at the local bar

When some slick Rick Hickey picked me up in his car

I had my jeans real tight and my gun in my tits

Hair curled up and Rouge on my lips

And we were dancin'

I took a chance on him

And that's just where the trouble begins

He had his plans for me, I was his Georgia Peach

But this little pretty missy just ain't so sweet

[Chorus]

I had to kill him

I shot him dead in the head

I had to kill a man before, so I ain't feelin' bad

I had to kill him

And take him down to the creek

I took that credit card, and went on a shoppin' spree

[Outro]

I'm a femme fatale

I'm a blonde black widow

I'm like Aileen Wuornos in stilettos

I'm a femme fatale

I'm a blonde black widow

I'm like Aileen Wuornos in stilettos