Something About The Way That You Look At Me, You Watch Every Move, Every Step, Every Fantasy, Got No Time For Love, There's Something In Your Mind, Got
Start the movie I loved the old man He had never wronged me He had never given me insult For his gold I had no desire I think it was his eye Yes, it was
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you breathe to die desperate when you speak your final words to me caught between lines you live lies in a broken world a freshly dug grave is waiting
Something about the way that you look on me You watch every move, every word, every fantasy Got no time for love, something on your mind Got the face
There wasn't a thing to say As we drove fast to the desert way Through silent seas of sand Feel time running through my hands And the sun is burning
You've got an evil eye And I wanna say mama I can't face it for another day You don't even try And I wanna say baby I can't take it when you're....... *
The night sheds it's cold mist on luminous streets The revenge that you seek will all come back to you Do you know what you've done? No justice was won
She's giving me the evil eye A poison smile Asking if I will stay a while I made a promise to the night In blood I signed the line Giving me the evil
Mmm, mmm, mmm Ohh, ohh This is illegal Through an evil eye And I won't deceive you This I testify You all know the reason why I won't enslave you A
Thank the good Lord for rock and roll, thank the good Lord for gin Thank the good Lord that women are made to satisfy their men Thank the good Lord for
I am so bad because of you There ain't nothing that I won't do I'll buy you clothes and ruby rings But it takes money to get those things So I lie and
6 hours before With an evil grin Better brace yourself Straightaway or win Call power slide Separates them all Never touchin' the brake Unapproachable
Who's that a-knockin' at my door tonight? Leave me alone 'til there's morning light You live and learn, you make mistakes You can't imagine why The fire
People say there's no such thing as voodoo I don't know why People say there's no such thing as love I got a job in S.E. 15 And after tax my wage is
The Devil is dealing With illusions and dreams He takes no money that is sure Gave in to temptation The contract is done Now I am caught, there's no
Chew it, chew it, chew it to spit out Spewing your beings Chew up history with you Bloodhound, nose to the ground Hunting the big game, I'm through
(Billy Idol/Brian Tichy) There wasn't a thing to say As we drove past to the desert way Through silent seas of sand Feel time running through my hands
