Chainsaw & Lace

Moonlight shining on a Texas back road,

Boots on the dirt and the speakers explode,

Girls in fishnets, tiny tops, leather on,

Booty in the moonlight when the whole night’s gone.

Chainsaw roaring, everybody freeze,

Blood on the wall and a cold night breeze,

Cleavage out, confidence high,

Halloween sinners underneath the Texas sky.

CHORUS

Chainsaw, chainsaw, rev that bitch loud,

Booty shaking wild in the Halloween crowd,

Boobs out, boots on, dancing in the dark,

Blood-red moon lighting up the park.

Chainsaw, chainsaw, hear that roar,

Sexy little devils running through the door,

Texas after midnight, nothing stays tame,

Leatherface lurking while we’re playing the game.

Cowgirl hat with a little black lace,

Blood on her cheek and a smile on her face,

Short skirt, fishnets, boots to the knee,

She turns around laughing like, “You can’t catch me.”

Fog rolling thick through the old pine trees,

Chainsaw humming underneath the breeze,

Everybody screaming, but they’re laughing too,

Halloween in Texas—what the hell you gonna do?

CHORUS

Chainsaw, chainsaw, rev that bitch loud,

Booty shaking wild in the Halloween crowd,

Boobs out, boots on, dancing in the dark,

Blood-red moon lighting up the park.

Chainsaw, chainsaw, hear that roar,

Sexy little devils running through the door,

Texas after midnight, nothing stays tame,

Leatherface lurking while we’re playing the game.

OUTRO

Red moon rising, party’s getting strange,

Blood on the denim, mascara smeared from the rain,

Chainsaw fading somewhere down the road—

Welcome to Texas, baby…

now carry that load.