The Vibrators - Automatic lover

Automatic lover [x4]Here she comes she's crazy,But she knows the scene.She carries an automatic pistol,But she ain't got no magazine Run for cover, run for cover,She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother Well here I am,Outta my brain.Everything's comin',Back round again.Well there you are,Movin' real real fast,It's a long long night,I don't think you're gonna last.Automatic in her hand,She wants to wear the pants.There's something wrong here honey,Won'tcha give me half a chance You talk about,This or that glory.But me honey,I'm a different story.When you get mad,An' start countin' up to ten,I'm outta that door,An' on the streets again.