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The music's slowly dying and I'm jumping outta my jeans
I jump into the bed, you're there already waiting for me
Ain't this a perfect way, to spend the night
There ain't no better way, of killing time, than loving you
Be sure of that I do
It's reached top speed, and I'm getting inside of you
This is hot stuff mama, taste it, It sure tastes good
Oh yes, it does, it's maybe cold outside, but in you the fire is burning
And when you bite me babe, love is hurting
Tragedy life reminds me bout, a symphony on the radio
First a little bit too fast, and then a little bit much too slow
Tragedy life reminds me bout, a symphony I heard today
First a little bit too fast and then a little bit much too slow for me
I wake up in the morning and I feel, the pain in my head
If it's rest I need I'd rather be dead, no destination in this life I live
No expectations I just drift and drift and drift
- Album:
- Twelve Shots on the Rocks
- Miscellaneous
- Two Steps From The Move
- Back To Mystery City
- Oriental Beat
- Self Destruction Blues
- Tracks From A Broken Dream
- All Those Wasted Years
- Bangkok Shocks, Saigon Shakes, Hanoi Rocks
- All Those Wasted Years: Live at the Marquee
- Bangkok Shocks Saigon Shakes Hanoi Rocks / Oriental Beat
- Porkkalankatu 1
- Tragedy
- Bangkok Shocks Saigon Shakes (白夜のバイオレンス)
- Bangkok Shocks, Saigon Shakes (Reissue)
- Johanna Years 1980-1984
- Street Poetry
- Decadent, Dangerous, Delicious
- Another Hostile Takeover
- Zero: Issue 4