Just you and me bat brain

Today is your death upon Gotham

Feel that cold wind

The last laugh I'll have this time

 You dare touch my pudding... 

I'll break you apart piece by piece

Make you suffer with my revenge 

I bet your blood taste sweet... 

Like payback

I'll shoot the bats out you...

Until your full of holes

Feel my wrath and pain

Call in for you boy wonder...

 I'll cut his head off and serve him for lunch 

Make my love proud of his bad girl

He is the key to my heart

Twist it the wrong way

And your a dead bat you hear? point gun 

Eat dirt and catch cha later! blows kiss 

- Love Quinn xoxoxo