Look on the flip sideIt coulda’ gone real badThe way I see this thingIt worked out all the betterThe better best anyhowAnd you know that you’re so very precious to meYou know you’re so high-classNow I need to clear a few things upI need to get my head clearNeed to clear the airShould be clear I’m a cold, hard killerWho’s sophisticated with touch of high-classA heart-breaker bringing death by sexyA lady-killing mama in a rock n’ roll bandKnow I am a black-hearted devil, honeyI must admit you’re really under my skinBut nothing’s going on between usIf he thinks it is then I would feel so badBut nothing’s going on between usIf he thinks it is then I would feel so bad