Public Enemy (b-girl Version) Lyrics - Calling Card - Rory Gallagher

Well she's nothing much 

But she looks like a gangster's moll 

Well, there ain't no doubt about it 

I know she ran with Mad Dog Coll 

She's the driver of the getaway car 

Public enemy number 1 

Well, she's fact and she's fiction 

All wrapped up into one 

Sound, lights and vision 

Street car collisions and all 

We got the G-men on a mission 

They can't catch up at all 

Well, won't you have that motor twitchin' 

For public enemy number 1, number 1 

Well the marked man unmarked car 

Waiting out in the cold got his work cut out 

Well, a travel guide to a shooting star 

Is the only clue we left about 

It's a battle of wits, a psyche-out 

Synchronized tension's taking hold 

It's a battle of wits, a psyche-out 

Synchronized tension's taking hold, taking hold 

B-girl, oh, B-girl 

Be my permanent alibi 

Well you got to keep your eyes peeled 

Stay alert at the wheel tonight 

Keep the key in the ignition 

We won't get no remission this time 

Won't you have that motor twitchin' 

When I come running by 

I come running by, yeah