Beware - Russ Ballard

When she walks in the room like she’s bein' televised

When she stares at you with that look in her eyes

Then she starts to dance, she takes centre stage

A part of your life turns another page

Oh, boy, better get outta there

When your blood runs cold like a sea of cocaine

And that look on her face is gettin' to your brain

And when you can’t get her outta your head

Maybe you’d be better off dead

Oh, boy, you’d better listen to me:

Beware, take care

Beware, take care

(Beware, boy, you better beware)

(Take care, boy, you better take care)

(Beware, boy, you better beware)

(Take care, boy, you better take care)

Beware

(Beware, boy, you better beware)

Take care

(Take care, boy, you better take care)

Beware

(Beware, boy, you better beware)

Take care

(Take care, boy, you better take care)

Beware, beware