Whoo!

Sixteen and a son of a bitch
Got a gun and a strychnine twist
Little girl on the graveyard shift
Out of control and doesn´t give a shit

I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.
I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.

Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.

So, baby-doll, don´t you lose your touch.
You take it all cause it´s never gonna take too much.

Dirty mouth and the look of death.
My tequila coming´ from your breath.
Your lips are like a cherry bomb with teeth
Losing control, break my sanity.

I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.
I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.

Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.

So, baby-doll, don´t you lose your touch.
You take it all cause you´re never gonna take too much.
Whoo!

I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.
I don´t wanna go down. I don´t wanna go down.

Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.

Alright!

So, baby-doll, don´t you lose your touch.
You take it all ´cause you´re never gonna take too...
Losing control and you lose your touch.
You take it all, ´cause you´re never gonna take too much.