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VERSE 1 Driving through the desert, 85 miles an hour The sun beating off my back and the wind tasting like fire That's when I saw her standing, hitching a ride by the side of the road My blood was boiling hot and my fever ice cold CHORUS Cause I'm a serial killer and I'm on the loose And that bitch better get lucky if I don't hang her with my noose Cause I'm a serial killer and I'm on the loose That women better get real lucky if I don't hang her with my noose So I pulled over my car and I opened up the door That woman had no idea of what she was in for She looked into my eyes as well she clambered on inside But the devil lies within me and there was nowhere left to hide Chorus SO we pulled into a motel had to stop for the night Booked a room for two She said that would be alright Last thing I remember was a gun pointed at my head A flash of light big bang and suddenly I was dead Chorus Because she's a serial killer and she's on the loose and I got real real lucky she didn't hang me with my noose she's a serial killer and she's on the loose..... But she took a gun put it to my head pulled the trigger now I am dead |