Texty: Stranglers. Vicious Circles.

She sure digs the cut and thrust
She loves the sound of noses busting
Because her favorite color's red
It goes with her head

And she thinks it's just amazing
When she cuts somebody's face
Just for something that was said
It goes to her head

She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles
Vicious circles

Daddy was the law which may explain
The way his daughter's acting
She likes to bite the hand that feeds
She bites to the bone

And you'll never find her in the school
That girl is far too cool
Now she's gone to scratch that itch
She's fallen to bits

She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles

She's a cutie little mermaid in a sea of sharks
But when the dogs come sniffing
That's when the trouble starts
She's so blind she can't see when it's getting dark

Now her leather jacket's empty
Like the gun they found beside her
Just like her mama always said
It went to her head

She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles
Vicious circles, vicious circles

She likes to move
In vicious circles