Tempo: Fast, driving, approx. 160 BPM) (Verse 1) High heels clicking on the dusty tile, She hides a switchblade in a wicked smile. Cuidado, cabrón, 'cause she plays for keeps, In the shadows where the devil sleeps. (Verse 2) The contract is signed in a smoky dive, Only one of them is walking out alive. A silencer click and a swift adios, She’s the Lady of the block, the ultimate boss. (Chorus) Vaya con Dios to the ones in her way, There’s a price on your head at the end of the day. Twang on the tremolo, ride on the wave, An assassin in leather, putting boys in the grave. (Verse 3) Periculum is her middle name, She deals in lead in a lethal game. La muerte dances on the edge of her blade, Look at the mess that the bad girl made. (Verse 4) powder stains on an assassins cup, You can duck and run, but you can't give up. El golpe strikes in the dead of the night, Bathed in the glow of the pale moonlight. (Chorus) Vaya con Dios to the ones in her way, There’s a price on your head at the end of the day. Twang on the tremolo, ride on the wave, An assassin in leather, putting boys in the grave. (Bridge) (Tempo slows slightly, bass gets heavy and pulsing, whispered vocals) Veni, vidi, vici. I came, I saw, I slayed. Adsumus. We are here. No debts unpaid. The tremolo arm bends, the tension grows, Where she drops the body, nobody knows. (Drum roll builds up back to full surf tempo) (Guitar Solo - Fast, wild, reverb-drenched Dick Dale style) (Chorus) Vaya con Dios to the ones in her way, There’s a price on your head at the end of the day. Twang on the tremolo, ride on the wave, An assassin in leather, putting boys in the grave. (Outro) (Music fades into just the twangy guitar, echoing, snapping fingers) Hasta la vista, baby. The last thing you hear... is the surf. (Loud, final, echoing guitar chord)
