Autor: Letras de Canciones – Lyrics

[Here comes the furor] Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of the lord Hangin? round with them low down and dirty Bringing order from the boss What´s the furor ´bout it all Leave

(Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi) See me ride out of the sunset On your colour TV screen Out for all that I can get If you know what I mean

Well I was out on a drive On a bit of a trip Lookin? for thrills To get me some kicks Now I warn you ladies I shoot from the hip I was born with a stiff Stiff upper lip

She said she?d never been Never been touched before, hummm She said she?d never been This far before She said she?d never liked, hummm To be excited She said she always had Had to fight it And she never won

Out on the town, looking for a woman Gonna give me good love Anybody want to hang out with me And give me plenty of She was standing alone over by the jukebox Like she´s something to sell I said,

All you women who want a man of the street But you don’t know which way you wanna turn Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me ‘Cause I’m the one who’s gonna make you burn I’m

She was a fast machine, She kept her motor clean, She was the fastest damn woman that I ever seen, She had sightless eyes, Telling me no lies, Knockin? me out with those American thinghs, Cause the walls started shaking,

She´s got style that woman Makes me smile that woman She´s got spunk that woman Funk that woman She´s got speed my lady Got what I need my babe She´s got the ability, hey To make a man outta me

She makes the place a jumpin? The way she moves around She like a rump and rollin? That´s when she get it out And when she start a rockin´ She bring me to the boil She like to give it

Hello baby gimme your hand Check out the high spots the lay of the land You don´t need a rocket or a big limousine Come on over baby and I´ll make you obscene I feel safe in New York City

I´m a rocker I´m a roller I´m a right out of controller I´m a wheeler I´m a dealer I´m a wicked woman stealer I´m a bruiser I´m a cruiser I´m a rockin´ rollin? man Got slicked black hair Skin tight

My Daddy was workin? nine to five When my Momma was havin? me By the time I was half alive They knew what I was gonna be But I left school and grew my hair They didn´t understand They wanted

It´s another lonely evenin? In another lonely town But I ain´t too young to worry And I ain´t too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed Ain´t too young to

Cop this I´m hot, and when I´m not I´m cold as ice Get out of my way Just Step aside Or pay the price What I want I take What I don´t I break And I don´t want you With