Iron In The Soul - Red Rider

One shot wonder kid

Waiting for the man that did

Shoot at her without any reason

Please me, don’t tease me

Disco’s out of season

The mad girl cries from the other side

Hey, baby

Get a little iron in the soul

Don’t let yourself be sold

Get a little iron in the soul

And let your money ride

Looking for the man that she calls little Caesar

He makes it home on weekends

Just so he can see her

His wide eyed girl, she’s closer to the blade

She’s in it for the money now

She’s gonna have to pay

Baby

Get a little iron in the soul

Don’t let yourself be sold

Get a little iron in the soul

And let your money ride

Well, the kid’s on the back street, she’s waiting for her wonderman

She makes some time, she takes what she can

Not much here so she picks up and she moves on

Trying to find a game she can’t get hooked on

Up to her knees she was standing in the water

Waiting for a sign she was primed for the slaughter

Get a little iron in your soul

Don’t let yourself be sold

Get a little iron in your soul

And let your money ride