"The Perfect Crime" lyrics - GRACE JONES

Yeah!
You have to climb, for every dime,
You have to fight, work over-time,
And still get out in time, to commit,
The perfect crime.

And you know the drill, or soon you will,
Your dressed to kill, look like a mill, yeah,
Addicted to the thrill, to design,
The perfect crime.

"Got your balls on the grill, honey,
Sometimes you win, sometimes you loose - this is fun."

You have to climb, for every dime,
You have to fight...

The perfect crime, (sing with me honey),
And still get out in time, to commit,
The perfect crime!