LYRICS
作曲 : Christopher Conlin Armes
She's a wrecking ball
Like a fever I burn faster
She she, She's gone faster
It's called engine time by disaster
Her machine will make you weary
She she, she's gone faster
Her high-speed mind is what I'm fearing
Hold on to your head
Hold on to your heart
Ready get set
Tear this place apart
Oh my god she's a wrecking machine
She burned my motor on my engine clean
Quit playin' dirty tricks single picks
She does it all
She's a wrecking ball
She's going down low to the fire
She she, she's gone faster
And I don't give a damn if it takes me higher
If she don't care about elimination
She she, she's gone faster
Then I don't give a **** its my bad reputation
Hold on to your head
Hold on to your heart
Ready get set
Tear this place apart
Oh my god she's a wrecking machine
She burned my motor on my engine clean
Quit playin' dirty tricks single picks
She does it all
She's a wrecking ball
Wrecking ball
Wrecking ball
She's the wrecking ball
Oh my god she's a wrecking machine
She burned my motor on my engine clean
Quit playin' dirty tricks single picks
She does it all
Oh my god she's a wrecking machine
She burned my motor on my engine clean
Quit playin' dirty tricks single picks
She does it all
She's a wrecking ball
Wrecking ball
Wrecking ball
Wrecking ball
Wrecking ball