Molotov Girls

Gonna do what I want and that's what's up

Ain't looking for a man to hold me up

Black coat, pink balaclava

Throw back a double and we'll go out

Woo!

We're Molotov Girls and we alright

Dance it out 'til the streets heed the night

So tired of being told to keep polite

This is called being alive

Yeah!

Skip past the snake and I'm up on the street

We feel the lights are on us, we feel the heat

Three sparks hit the kerosene

Let them lonesome pretty girls throw their bodies into the machine

We're Molotov Girls and we alright

Dance it out 'til the streets heed the night

So tired of being told to keep polite

This is called being alive

We're Molotov Girls and we alright

Dance it out 'til the streets heed the night

So tired of being told to keep polite

This is called being alive

We're Molotov Girls and we alright

Dance it out 'til the streets heed the night

So tired of being told to keep polite

This is called being alive

We're Molotov Girls and we alright

Spark it up until the streets burn all night

So tired of being told to keep polite

This is called being alive