[00:16.17]I was the darling no one could defeat
[00:23.37]Grand hotel suites were my home
[00:30.06]Men at my feet, limousines in the street
[00:37.47]First class to Paris and Rome
[00:47.07]He walked unannounced through my dressing room door
[00:52.68]And then from a case, if you will
[01:01.71]He pulled out a Winchester pre-64
[01:06.84]And said,"Are you ready to kill?"
[01:12.15]Then there was blood on my shoes
[01:15.81]There was blood on my makeup
[01:19.50]There was blood on the ceiling
[01:23.22]There was blood on the piano
[01:26.91]There was blood on my microphone
[01:30.60]There was blood on my fans
[01:34.23]There was blood in my whiskey
[01:36.87]Now there's blood on my hands
[01:41.61]So I went on the run to win nobody's heart
[01:49.53]Got into a terrible fix
[01:56.43]He was tall, unattractive and living apart
[02:04.08]But he carried a .30-06
[02:10.92]Then there was blood on my shoes
[02:14.91]There was blood on my makeup
[02:18.57]There was blood on the ceiling
[02:22.29]There was blood on the piano
[02:25.95]There was blood on the bartender
[02:30.18]There was blood on the band
[02:33.33]There was blood in my whiskey
[02:35.97]Now there's blood on my hands
[03:10.05]Now there is blood on my shoes
[03:13.95]There is blood on my makeup
[03:17.73]There is blood on the ceiling
[03:21.36]There is blood on the piano
[03:25.11]There is blood on my microphone
[03:28.77]There is blood on my fans
[03:32.46]There is blood in my whiskey
[03:35.07]And there's blood on my hands

I was the darling no one could defeat
Grand hotel suites were my home
Men at my feet, limousines in the street
First class to Paris and Rome
He walked unannounced through my dressing room door
And then from a case, if you will
He pulled out a Winchester pre-64
And said,"Are you ready to kill?"
Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on my microphone
There was blood on my fans
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands
So I went on the run to win nobody's heart
Got into a terrible fix
He was tall, unattractive and living apart
But he carried a .30-06
Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on the bartender
There was blood on the band
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands
Now there is blood on my shoes
There is blood on my makeup
There is blood on the ceiling
There is blood on the piano
There is blood on my microphone
There is blood on my fans
There is blood in my whiskey
And there's blood on my hands