Bang Bang Bettie (With Extra Bang)

[Intro] Bang Bang Bettie... Pinup Queen of Curves — Jet-black hair, cobalt stare, and those wicked little bangs. The first to wear the ropes like roses... Immortal through print, Sanctified in silver halide and sin. [Verse 1] Bettie in black with a smirk that stings Came like a ghost with butterfly wings Velvet curves and thunder thighs, Flashbulbs blinkin’ in her bedroom skies. Pin-up priestess, lace and tease, Queen of the wink with a whip-hand ease Blue eyes bold like a Memphis spell, First to kiss the edge of hell. [Chorus] Bang, bang, Bettie — beat the drum of sin, Jet-black halo and a devil’s grin. Tie me down in a dream of chrome, She built a shrine outta stockings and foam. Immortal frame in a faded page, Bang bang, baby, you broke the cage. [Verse 2] Sunday school smile in a stiletto glare, Saint of the stage and the leather chair. She danced on celluloid, stitched in light, Tamed the dark in a girdle tight. With every snap and hiss of tape, She rewrote what the body shapes. A thousand poses, none the same — Every glance a loaded flame. [Bridge] Bettie, Bettie, Bettie A fetish flicker in a time gone by, Scandal in the shape of a lullaby. A southern drawl in sepia blur, No one ever quite looked like her. [Chorus] Bang, bang, Bettie — silhouette divine, Curve of a pistol in fishnet shine. Hold me still in that camera's breath, She outlived shame, she undressed death. Bedroom altar, heels and rage, Bang bang, baby, the center stage. [Outro] Bang Bang Bettie... She teased time itself. A frame of fire in the freeze of film. Pinup Queen of Curves — Forever bound, never broken, Immortal through print... And burned into the backs of our eyes.