Her face caught in the headlamp glare
There waiting for a ride
Stood all alone so far from home
He beckons her inside
A smile that has two meanings
Slips his fat hand to her knee
But swiftly learns how quick to turn this woman's scorn can be
Her flesh was all he wanted
But his blood was what she got
And did he dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed him Salem's lot?
Now the hunted is the hunter
With a heart as cold as steel
See the empty rear-view mirror showing
Catherine at the wheel
Down in the park just after dark
Girl crying 'neath a tree
Begs: "Can you help please mister?
Mummy left and forgot me"
"My, you're out late my dear,"
Exclaims the shabby, strange old man
Who hidden in the bushes finds a lion in his lamb.
She's a killer with a conscience
And a bite too sharp to feel
This child sat on the roundabout is
Catherine at the wheel
And if you could you'd kill them twice
How sweet revenge can be
'gainst those you've sent to that place
With no fury next to thee
Her flesh was all they wanted
But their blood was what she got,
And did they dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed them Salem's lot?
She's a killer with a conscience
And a heart as cold as steel
She's the hunter, not the hunted
With a bite too sharp to feel
Her flesh was all they wanted
But their blood was what she got
And did they dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed them Salem's lot?
Catherine's at the wheel
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