Agent 44, I'm kneeling on his floor

The gun is in my hands, there's scratches on the door

He's punching out the lights, I'm spittin' in his face

If I fuck him hard enough, he might forget his case

He paid me for the night, oh, stupid, lonely man

I'm suckin' on his thumb, I'm sittin' on his hand

He hates my boring town, I hate his pretty face

But they call the best in when they haven't got a trace

There's markings in the woods, there's antlers in the tree

The hunters' hut burned down, the missing tally three

But I cleaned up my mеss, I studied for this shit

Not even latе for work, got nothing to admit

The weapon's in the lake, there's chlorine on my hands

I saw this in a film, I think I understand

Oh, pretty little crime, the innocence of girl

The blindness of a man when lust corrupts his world

Slidin' down the pole, think he wants me

Never lose control, but he wants me

And he fucks me like he means it

And he holds me like he needs it

He's watchin' me at work, I'm putting on a show

I try hard not to grin, the shit he doesn't know

He's starting up a brawl 'cause someone tried to touch

And this is when I know I've got him in my clutch

Oh, Agent 44, they'll never suspect me

Oh, I am just a girl, how the fuck can that be?

Hidden in plain view in Walmart lingerie

With motel carpet burns, whatever will they say?