A woman built like you Was built to serve my needs Carve initials on my back Wrap your arms around me With your loving, please, you're as good
I hurt you so I gotta go I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance
You got red-rock too short A gold-mine where they meet Long-fired arms And a treasure chest where they meet Hold my hair and arch your back and scream
I hurt you so I gotta go I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance My soul cries your name over and over again My soul cries your name over and over again
Suck my heart into your haze Turn it into sex Front seat of my car You were better than my bed Flames on your chest Hell's open gate
I hurt you so I gotta go I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance My soul cries your name over and over again My soul cries your name over and over againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
