Текст: Kelly Jones. Violet.

There is a killer on the loose
More blood on the streets
Violet sells her body
To make money to eat

Well, Violet's just a girl
And she ran away from home
She fell out with her daddy
And now she's living all alone

Violet, oh, Violet
Who done it?
Oh, Violet

At the end of the night
Violet walks the streets
She picks up all the guys
To make her ends meet

Saturday came around
And the killer made his make
She got into his car
Now the cops are dragging the lake

Violet, oh, Violet
Who done it?
Oh, Violet

Oh, Violet
Who Done it?
Oh, Violet, oh no