I'm A Million Lyrics - The Runaways

Mother and father came from New York City 

Working their life away 

Know they'll give me anything 

That a little girl needs to make my life pretty 

Seen you before but you're making me sore 

But I'm trying not to make a sound 

Couldn't help notice you were wanting me 

You said, I can help you make your life pretty 

Oh baby, I'm a million, oh yeah 

Oh baby, I'm a million 

You like to mess around with your favorite guns 

I hope you blow yourself to hell 

'Cause I've the need, honey, I got the greed 

Just to make my life a little more pretty