Baby There's something wrong with you maybe You take advice from the devil In the heat of the night Black leather, wild, wild animal You know I'm down by law And we're surrounded by assassins, phantomas, mutantes and serpents Werewolves and sex fiends
New York, New York City, Lafayette Street Alright now bang bang, London, Paris Shout the lights out, come on now
Baby We're not the beautiful people Runnin' down the street on fire They want us to see me jump that fence Sometimes I'd rather be dead These are the wages of sin And we're surrounded by assassins, phantomas, mutantes and serpents Werewolves and sex fiends
New York, New York City, Lafayette Street Alright now bang bang, London, Paris Shout the lights out, come on
Clear is the new black Clear is the new black Artists and models, let's go to hell together
Baby You know we can't be stopped Come here and kiss my neck Some things were made to be wasted I don't like a railroad man You're like a tiger in the sun And we're surrounded by assassins, phantomas, mutantes and serpents Werewolves and sex fiends
New York, New York City, Lafayette Street Alright now bang bang, London, Paris Shout the lights out, come onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
