In a little town, crawling in the dark The one who cannot be called Santa Opens quietly the door, he goes up with the lights off The old stairs crackle as he pulls a gun out of his pocket
The victim’s face seems peaceful in the moonlight as he enters the bedroom Two shots, the final shot in his head The car keys are on the nightstand
Somebody calls the police The elderly lady heard the shots and a car moving off the house next door SHEVI is heading to the highway
Challenge accepted She is pretty, She’s super She’s blond, She’s trooper She pushes accelerator down It is hot night Engine winds up Lady trooper Gets her top The criminal is doomed She is sexy, helpless at the first sight But she is a cat with bad temper No one ever escapes her
He chase on the country road in the dark They rush towards the highway She’s playing with her victim as a real predator Driving her jeep in a race intoxicates her
The cell phone rings Husband’s wondering how she is doing He knows about her affair He says she is the next He says the judgment day has come She can hear the hooter behind Her trembling voice makes draw the clear image of what’s going on, Yeah!
But she is not the kind that gives it up She’s done with games, it’s time for punishment She floors the pedal as her jeep smashes the bastard
She pulls the guy out of the crushed car She reads out his rights She checked his pulse but he’s dead
The cell phone calls again Her husband begs her not to hang up in despair Who the hell is that guy? The flashlight blinds her as she drops the phone in torpor She falls down on her knees She couldn’t even imagine this chase is to change her life