Undressed to Kill Lyrics

Working on the late shift First drink of the day Pull a chair up to the table Have to look the other way
What kind of place am I in And who's this over here? Shaking through the silver bubbles Climbing through my beer
Won't let it move me But I can't sit still Could you meet the eyes of a working girl Undressed to kill?
Staring through the smoke haze Plaid shirts in the night Well, I'm making sure that everything Is zipped up tight
Who's that jumping on the table Putting tonic in my gin? Brushing silken dollars On her cold white skin
Won't let it move me But I can't sit still Could you meet the eyes of a working girl Undressed to kill?
She could have been sweet seventeen There again, well, so could I There was a tear drop sparkle On the inside of her thigh
Going to fetch myself a cold beer I've got to get a grip Find some place to touch down Find a landing strip
Won't let it move me But I can't sit still Can you meet the eyes of a working girl All undressed to kill? Yeah
Who's that jumping on the table Putting tonic in my gin? Brushing silken dollars On her cold white skin
Won't let it move me But I can't sit still Can you meet the eyes of a working girl All undressed to kill?
Last one out is a cold duck Paddling down the road I wait outside, my motor running Got a warm dream to unload
Can I face her in the sunshine In the harsh real light of day? She walks out with recognition in her eyes I look away
Won't let it move me But I can't sit still Couldn't meet the eyes of a working girl Undressed to kill
Undressed to kill