Wolves Lyrics

Everybody knows.
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows she's a riot when she's striking a pose.
Place your bets.
Place your bets,
on the girl in the short skirt showing off her a**ets.
They call her home wrecker, but she's not a humble beggar.
There's a closet full of skeletons an undertaker
couldn't spot with a keen sense of dark apparitions.
Her lips are poisonous, but men'll die just to kiss 'em.

She works her magic with a devil's ability.
She's a monster, a monster.
She's got a fashion that could humble an enemy.
She's a monster, a monster.

She needs help. (No doubt about it.)
s** can sell. (We won't allow it.)
She needs help. (No doubt about it.)
Who's gonna' be the one to break the news?

She's got the looks of a mystery,
With a line and a hook of a century.
Did she make your heart, make your heat skip a b-b-b-beat?
Don't be fooled by her innocent eyes.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf in a sheepish disguise.
C'mon, why don't you take a bit of good advice?
Why don't you take a bit of good advice?
Don't be fooled be her innocent eyes.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf in a sheepish disguise.
C'mon why don't you take a bit of good advice,
before you're spinning in a never ending web of lies?
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf.
She's a wolf. (She's a wolf.)
She's a wolf.
She works her magic with the devil's ability.
She's a monster, a monster.
She's got a fashion that could humble an enemy.
She's a monster, a monster.
She works her magic with the devil's ability.
She's a monster, a monster.
She's got a fashion that could humble an enemy.
She's a monster, a monster.

She needs help. No doubt about it.
s** can sell. We won't allow it.
She needs help. No doubt about it.
Who's gonna' be the one to break the news?