What a mistake You got away with murder Some day you’ll pay for it It’s too late to blame your mother Where are you going with those shoes on your feet? How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week? I got a taste of the blood you buried It stayed on my tongue for ages What does it say that you crave what’s scary? Where are you going with those shoes on your feet? How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week? Where are you going with the hoes of Hollywood? Where are you going with those shoes on your feet? How do you hold that speed 8 days of the week? 8 days of the week, babe?