Well she's nothing much
But she looks like a gangster's moll
There ain't no doubt about it
I know she ran with Mad Dog Coll
She's the driver of the getaway car
Public Enemy #1
She's fact and she's fiction
All wrapped up into one
She's sound, lights and vision
Street car collisions and all
We got the G-men on a mission
Yeah, they can't catch up at all
We got the G-men in confusion
They can't work it out at all
Well the marked man in the unmarked car
Waiting out in the cold got the work cut out
A travel guide to a shooting star
Is the only clue we left about
It's a battle of wits, a psyche out
Synchronised tensions taking hold
It's taking hold
Alright
B-girl, oh B-girl
Won't you please be true to me
Well can't you hear me calling
Come straight down from the silver screen
Yeah, keep the key in the ignition
We won't get no remission this time
Yeah, won't you have that motor twitchin'
When this man's gonna make that final try
B-girl oh B-girl,
Be my permanent alibi
Well you got to keep your eyes peeled
Stay alert at the wheel tonight
Keep the key in the ignition
We won't get no remission this time
Won't you have that motor twitchin'
When I come runnin' by
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