Up all night - (he's) walkin' the line.
He rides and rolls.
He rides through the storm. Hear him knocking
down the Bad and shout!
He is ready to fight. He is ready to rock,
rages and howls.
Rowdy girls do sigh watching him tonight.
He turns them down.
He's bound to neglect all doubts.
He's doomed to die.
(He's) born to snuff out lifes!
God notes all lies!

WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO ME?
WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO ME, GIRL?

I'M A HITMAN, YOUR HITMAN!
WATCHING YOUR WAYS!
I'M A HITMAN, YOUR HITMAN!
COME ON AND SEE!

Feelin' a-right in victorious times
he takes the role of
kickin' up - on - his - heels - wild - rocking –
capturing souls.

He is ready to fight. He is ready to rock,
able to take you.
He is there in the light. He will teach you delight.
Distrust your doubt! He's got to let it out,
(he's) going to dive.
He will seduce and raid your bed.
Protect your knife!
WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO ME?
WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO ME, GIRL?

I'M A HITMAN, YOUR HITMAN!
WATCHING YOUR WAYS!
I'M A HITMAN, YOUR HITMAN!
COME ON AND SEE!

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