Crime Scene Queen

It was at the Whisky a Go-Go

In the long ago, go

At the dawn of the digital age

Like I said, it was at the Whisky a Go-Go

When I first heard her singing on the stage

It was pretty in pink

She had a license to kill

A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood Hills

It was pretty in pink

And she sang like a dream

She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam

Like Sorrow on Joy Street

Like tears of champagne

Like a Wartime starlet

I saw her walking in the rain

It was pretty in pink

She had a license to kill

A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood Hills

It was pretty in pink

And she sang like a dream

She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam

Through the palms of pleasure island

An ominous wind began to blow

Someone was murdered by their chauffeur

There was a knife in a feathered pillow

It was pretty in pink

She had a license to kill

A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood Hills

It was pretty in pink

And she sang like a dream

She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam

It was pretty in pink

She had a license to kill

A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood Hills

It was pretty in pink

And she sang like a dream

She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam