"Crime Scene Queen" lyrics

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 (pink pink pink)
She had a license to kill (kill kill)
A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood hills
It was pretty in pink (pink pink pink)
And she sang like a dream (dream 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 (pink pink pink)
She had a license to kill (kill kill kill)
A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood hills
It was pretty in pink (pink pink pink)
And she sang like a dream (dream dream 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 (pink pink pink)
She had a license to kill (kill kill)
A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood hills
It was pretty in pink (pink pink pink)
And she sang like a dream (dream dream)
She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam

It was pretty in pink (pink pink pink)
She had a license to kill (kill kill)
A billionaire daddy in the Hollywood hills
It was pretty in pink (pink pink pink)
And she sang like a dream (dream dream)
She's the crime scene queen with a laser beam