You gave yourself so easily Well that's OK with me I'm tired of your running around Please leave me be Why don't you get out of my life Go away I've had it with you makin' the rounds You got nothing to say But you keep on comin' around And manage to cut me inside You're charged 3rd degree sensual homicide Miss Mistreater My little miss Miss Mistreater I can't resist So hard to see what's going on My blindfold was in place In the pack and fallin' back You keep pickin' up the pace You've got a spell on me Can't fight it, can't beat it alone I wait so patiently and pray For your voice on the phone Miss Mistreater I got the itch Miss Mistreater I can't resist You've got a spell on me Can't fight it, can't beat it alone I wait so patiently to hear Your sweet voice on the phone Miss Mistreater My little miss Miss Mistreater You're such a bitch Miss Mistreater I got the itch Miss Mistreater I can't resist I can't resist my little miss