You stood roadside Long legs heels far too high Looking like some perfect star Who's the one this act is for? You might scare young boys to death With your backstreet cabaret But I read you so long ago The book's been out to play
'Cos you got no imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination A straight ride no Kama Sutra
No bills name cards Fast love soft touch got it fast
'Cos you think you've hit a hardline hook You don't get no second looks When you think you're boxin' clever You don't never knock 'em out I see you no more no What you're tryin' 'em out 'Cos you got no imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination A straight ride on Kama Sutra
No imagination Sterilized and medicated No imagination
You stood roadside Long legs and those heels They scare young boys to death With your backstreet cabaret But I read you so long ago The book's been out to play
You got no imagination Sterilized and medicated No imagination Open wide and get it finished No imagination Though you look like a real fine breaker No imagination Straight ride no Kama Sutra No imagination Sterilized and medicated No imaginationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
