I've got all the proof that I needed
My suspicions have all been confirmed
And my anger and rage isolate me
I'm alone and my cigarette burns
Yeah vendetta
I've got this pistol of cold blue steel
And it's eye is black and relentless
And I'm waiting for you
My little galivanting bitch
Even now you no longer exist
Vendetta, vendetta
Well they're all dressed blue
They've got shiny little badges
And they'll cuff me and take me away
And all that interrogation
The old third degree, vendetta
Yeah here she comes
She looks a little nervous
And her walk is more like a run
But she doesn't know that there's no hurry
Vendetta
Well I pull back the hummer
Cause she's close enough now
Her expression is startled then glad
Till she sees what I'm holding
It's right in her face
A bird's eye view
Cats On Holiday - Vendetta Lyrics
Cats On Holiday - Vendetta Lyrics
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English
I've got all the proof that I needed
My suspicions have all been confirmed
And my anger and rage isolate me
I'm alone and my cigarette burns
Yeah vendetta
I've got this pistol of cold blue steel
And it's eye is black and relentless
And I'm waiting for you
My little galivanting bitch
Even now you no longer exist
Vendetta, vendetta
Well they're all dressed blue
They've got shiny little badges
And they'll cuff me and take me away
And all that interrogation
The old third degree, vendetta
Yeah here she comes
She looks a little nervous
And her walk is more like a run
But she doesn't know that there's no hurry
Vendetta
Well I pull back the hummer
Cause she's close enough now
Her expression is startled then glad
Till she sees what I'm holding
It's right in her face
A bird's eye view
My suspicions have all been confirmed
And my anger and rage isolate me
I'm alone and my cigarette burns
Yeah vendetta
I've got this pistol of cold blue steel
And it's eye is black and relentless
And I'm waiting for you
My little galivanting bitch
Even now you no longer exist
Vendetta, vendetta
Well they're all dressed blue
They've got shiny little badges
And they'll cuff me and take me away
And all that interrogation
The old third degree, vendetta
Yeah here she comes
She looks a little nervous
And her walk is more like a run
But she doesn't know that there's no hurry
Vendetta
Well I pull back the hummer
Cause she's close enough now
Her expression is startled then glad
Till she sees what I'm holding
It's right in her face
A bird's eye view
Writer: David Pizzuto, Mark Dieroff, Raymond V Harris, Robert Goodlett
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Performed By: Cats On Holiday
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: David Pizzuto, Mark Dieroff, Raymond V Harris, Robert Goodlett