She sure digs the cut and thrust
She loves the sound of noses busting
Because her favorite color's red
It goes with her head
And she thinks it's just amazing
When she cuts somebody's face
Just for something that was said
It goes to her head
She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles
Vicious circles
Daddy was the law which may explain
The way his daughter's acting
She likes to bite the hand that feeds
She bites to the bone
And you'll never find her in the school
That girl is far too cool
Now she's gone to scratch that itch
She's fallen to bits
She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles
She's a cutie little mermaid in a sea of sharks
But when the dogs come sniffing
That's when the trouble starts
She's so blind she can't see when it's getting dark
Now her leather jacket's empty
Like the gun they found beside her
Just like her mama always said
It went to her head
She likes to move
In vicious circles
She likes to move
In vicious circles
Vicious circles, vicious circles