Bitch from Hell Lyrics

Out of the night
Come a leather and lace
And nobody
Can put her back in her place
She come a-creepin'
Like a big black cat
She's gonna find you baby
No matter where you're at

So, everybody
You better tell your honey
You better grab your money
You better grab your gun
Everybody knows that
You can't hide from the bitch from hell
She's gonna get you
You never can tell
She's a bitch, bitch, bitch from hell
She's gonna get you
She's gonna get you tonight
So, get ready to fight

She's got whisky
Runnin' down her chin
She's overloaded
On tequila and gin
She's got a chain
Wrapped around her hand
If you don't give her what she wants
She'll make you understand

You know, I've been thinking
I want to do her in
But I just don't know, know, know
I don't know how to begin
I pull the trigger
All said and done
But I wanna give her just a little taste
Of her own medicine

So, everybody
Well, I ain't got no honey
Well, I ain't got no money
But, I got me a gun
Look out, 'cause here I come