Attagirl

Stuck in a rut and a very tight place
Judge & Jury of your own damn fate
From the cradle to the grave,
You’re looking for something
Snips & a snail & a puppydogtail
Nip & Tuck, but to no avail
You look like Hell,
You’re looking for something?
Oh, it’s plain to see
Oh, it’s you & me & the Devil makes three
Don’t get stuck, somewhere in the middle
You payed all your dues and you’re not on second fiddle
Don’t say luck is something like a riddle
You payed for your place in this world: Attagirl!
Better sit tight, gotta drop that phone
This is a story for the girls back home
Living on their own
Looking for something
Goosebump Babe, gotta cover your tracks
Skid marks running all over your back
Face that fact
You’re looking for something
It’s plain to see
It’s you & me & the Devil makes three
Don’t get stuck, somewhere in the middle
You payed all your dues and you’re not on second fiddle
Don’t say luck is something like a riddle
You payed for your place in this world: Attagirl!
I want it all, I wanted everything
I want it now, I wanted everything
I want it loud, I wanted everything
I want it now, I wanted everything