Cover di Bangkok Shocks, Saigon Shakes, Hanoi Rocks

Bangkok Shocks, Saigon Shakes, Hanoi Rocks
Album - 1981 - Debaser id 34459

di Hanoi Rocks

Well 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
Well this is hot stuff mama, taste it, it sure tastes good, oh yes it does
It's may be 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 the rest I need I'd rather be dead
No destinations in this life I live
No expectations, I just drift and drift and drift

Life is like
Tragedy, 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
Il tuo voto:
You look like a village girl to me
But you stepped into my life from a magazine
You were like a village girl to me
But you walked into my life off the record machine
Oh village girl, village girl
Yes, you sure make me hot

You can't imagine all the things I'd do
If I'd only get a night to share with you
If I call you, tell me would you come, Baby
Would you try me and check out
How good, how good I really am

You became a legend in my life
When I saw you in a picture topless, you were topless, Mama
Oh yes, your music means a lot to me
But your face and your body, they drive me crazy
The only love that exists to me is sex
And thats what i'd like to share with you
My imagination always runs away with you
When i'm with any of my girlfriends i imagine i'm with you
And the morning after when I had left yeah
The only thing between us two would be the memory
Just one time, oh check how good, how good i really am
Il tuo voto:
Sweet Seventeen, Your face is from a beauty magazine, yeah , Yes it is Sweet Seventeen, Your body's an oasis for sex dreams, yeah It's sometimes hard to understand what you mean That's when you think nothing matters to me but I'm tryin' so hard to understand, It's not that easy being your man You know that I know you'll leave me soon And I know that you know I been thinkin' of it, too Sweet Seventeen , It hurts me whenever you are gone Sweet Seventeen, You really know how to turn me on, turn me on, girl Alright, Please stop cryin' , 'Cause the whole worlds cryin' with you Please stop cryin', 'Cause the whole worlds cryin' with you Oh yes, the whole worlds cryin' with you I don't wanna lose you, and I hope I never will I don't ever wanna lose you after all these years It took a long time to find out who you are, It took even longer to get this far 'Cause there's been bad times, too, Aside of the laughter, yeah But I hope and think we make it somehow We're gonna make it, make it if we really try Make it if we really try, oh, Blow your horn Mike My dreams so
Il tuo voto:
Take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City boys stole my car
City girls stole my heart

Now won't you take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City boys stole my car
City girls stole my heart

Stole my heart, yeah

Well I been in trouble since I don't know when
Never got no money to pay my rent
The city life hits hard on me
But I gotta keep on tryin�
Gotta keep on lying to myself

One day I will make it
And I'll become a wealthy man
I'll make as much money as I can
And I try so hard,
Try try try so hard

Try so hard, yeah

Take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City boys stole my car
City girls stole my heart

Now won't you take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City girls stole my car
City boys stole my heart

Yeah yeah yeah

It's cold and it's rainin�
I'm not happy at all
As much as I can do what I want
Yeah

Alone in the night
I lie back, I'm feelin� like a wretch
I know I'll survive here
Somebody, somebody, somebody,
Somebody, somebody, somebody
I'm really gonna make it get high

Take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City boys stole my car
City girls stole my heart

Take me down to the way back home
I lost all my money now I'm all alone
City boys stole my car
City girls stole my heart

Stole my heart, yeah
Il tuo voto:
Part I
I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna see you cry, I don't wanna hurt you once more
I don't wanna leave now, I don't want no sight for sore eyes
Gone sore of all the tears that we cryed

Part II
Hey, come here with the guitar! Okay?

Recall the times we met - so wild and free
We had our ups and we had our downs
But the sweet sweet rock'n'roll always played on the radio
We grew up and we learned the rules
You gotta fight to win otherwise you'll lose
Oh Cheyenne, you imprisoned me in liberty
Never ever showed me no sympathy

Remember that nite, how you made me cry,
I almost lost my mind
When it appeared that the winner was you and the loser was me
That nite, that endless lonely nite...
I just can't think of you, with another man
Oh Cheyenne, you must understand

So stay right where you are, I'll pick you up anyway, any day around I'll be with you
So you don't have to worry, you don't have to worry, Baby, don't you worry no more

You told me that I'm to sensitive but I didn't ask for sympathy,
All I wanted was to love you softly
With the sweet, sweet rock'n'roll played on the radio
I tried hard to fight my feelings down
I tried to hide 'em inside, tried to push your love away
But you must have seen the fire burn in my eyes - and it's still burning!

It's hard to believe we lived it through, I can't believe we can't relive it
But if you see me walking down the street
Just raise you window to the sweet sweet sound of rock'n'roll
Sweet, Sweet sound of rock'n'roll
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