The Lady In The Car With Glasses On And A Gun!

Lyrics for The Lady In The Car With Glasses On And A Gun!

Lady of the continent with a pistol in her lap Followed by a handsome man who says his name is Jack Pitching on his holidays 'cause he doesn't have the cash To hire a foreign motorcar, so he's happy with this scene She puts her on a Paris France, he says he's going to stay He puts a hand upon her thigh and asks her what's her name She puts her palm against his head, her heart full of every word She looks upon a lonely god, your name goes on her way Lady of the continent with a pistol in her hand Coming from the right-hand window, shoots an innocent man Remove your glasses, watch him smile, you never shot today Then she turns away her eyes and finish off the job Artist sits here at the salon's throne Where people's hungry and cold winds blow She'd be right on your hotel room As you sleep on the floor She is, she is, yes she is The lady in the car with glasses on and a gun