Lyrics of Murder style

(bator/james/tregunna)
Hot love and cold steel/struttin' like pink panther
Ain't got no plans/i ain't a boy and i ain't no man
Hanging on the corner/just waiting for some action
There's cops in squad cars/looking at me like i'm bily the kid
Chorus
Live for the nightime
Sleeping all day
Nightime is the right time
Murder style...its the way i talk/walk
Leather and black lace/boys all wearing make-up
If looks could kill/it gives the girls such a thrill
Spiked heels on cold stone/footsteps echo in the darkness
I wanna-i wanna-i wanna-/i want it right now
Chorus
The lipstick killers of london town
The street-beat cool of new york city
The cat walks in gay paree'
Struttin'through towns without pity
Nighstalkers/we are the streetwalkers
Just you and me/a menace to society
We're lady killers/i'm a hard core thriller
I whisper "i loves ya"/the words are empty as her stolen purse
Chorus
..i gotta' get outta' this place
I got murder style with feline grace