Texty: Blondie. A Shark In Jets Clothing.

I always had my eyes on you
But you came from across the line
I had to make good time to see you
But you had to pay the fine

All the boys on my side knew
That you were the shark
If you were found on the borderline
You'd be shot in the dark

Don't wear those clothes again
They don't make it in this crowd
Don't go out D.T.K
You'll wear your best suit in the ground

We're meeting in a neutral zone
The last car on the train
The love you brought shaking up my bones
And crawling through our veins

We always met at the edge of a blade
And we left at the end of the fight
Of all the girls you've played and you laid
Why did this one have to be white?

They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high
Got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie
We better quit before you're through

They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high
Got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie
We better quit before you're through