Dancing on Your Grave

I know you thought you were a real operator, But I don't know why, All you had was a bankroll babe, And a glint in your eye, I'm high steppin' like an indian brave, I'm the one dancing on your grave One time you was a real high-stepper, On the high trapeze, But you know you ran out of money, Wound up on your knees, I know you think I'm a real rough trade, Now I'm the one dancing on your grave You know I'm a killer babe, Here's late news for you, You couldn't buy me with a million, babe, I'm too good for you, I'm the one you never made, Now I'm the one dancing on your grave