Blackhearted Betty (words & music by Roy Evan Burstiner)
She's got a black leather jacket and a tattoo on her neck
Just a racing down the highway like a supersonic jet.
On her motorcycle she's just zooming past the boys
Tossing them away like a bunch of broken toys
She'll never get her fill of any single man
She's a blackhearted Betty of American land
With bright killer lipstick shes a devil in the night
Rolling like the thunder in the glare of one headlight
Tracks on the road to show you where she's been
Broken hearted bodies out in the raging din
All the time she's playing with them catch me if you can
That's a blackhearted Betty of American land
The boys try to catch her but they know that she's too much
Faster than the lightning as she leaves em in the dust
Side of her bike marked with x's up and down
All the men she left behind in all those little towns
Dark black mascara that will burn you straight to hell
Tight leather pants that will wrap around the kill
Smoke from her back as she burns the rubber wheels
She's got a heart of stone and a body made of steel
You'll find out way too late as she takes all that she can
She's the blackhearted Betty of American land
Keep your distance if she eyes you up and down
Fixing in her sights she will get you anyhow
Five feet of poison that will drown you thru and thru
Revving up her motor as she leaves you in the blue
Sizing up her victims with the coldness in her eyes
Knocking down the bodies in the darkness of the night
Tell tale hearts that are beating in the dunes
Marking them with kisses, pouring salt into their wounds
Whiskey pouring mama that is blazing while she can
She's a blackhearted Betty of American land
Guarding all her secrets as she whips her bike in gear
Tearing down the highway, as she rips into your fears
Tread marks in the dirt like a roadmap to your pain
Taking your desires that are planted in your brain
You gotta pay the piper if you want face her stand
She the blackhearted Betty of American land
Engines revving hard as she strap her legs on tight
Heading to the darkness in the blackness of the night
Eyes shooting daggers til it lands upon her prey
Better hold on tightly cause she'll tear your soul away
You'll find yourself a goner as your caught up in her plans
Sh's a blackhearted Betty in American land