Talk about the high cost of lovin'. I think I hear freedom drummin' and it seems. Give me your heart and I'll give you the stars. "Yeah right," she says. "Maybe in your dreams.".
When that evenin'. Sun go down. You won't find me hangin' round. I know the Night Life. Ain't no good life. But it's my life. . All the people. Just like you and me.
Just a gigolo. everywhere I go. people know the part. I'm playing. . Paid for every dance. selling each romance. every night some heart. betraying. . There will come a day.
I respect your intellect. More impressive still. Are you sporting skills. Do i detect. Integrity and self-respect?. Cool. . Now lose the dress, keep the shoes.
Corriendo por la carretera tropical. me ha hecho mal el calor,. me vuelvo loco pero muy a mi manera. quizà ¡s me alcance aquà la puesta del sol. Pues vuelto a gozar yo quiero renunciar.
An armed assailant, a farmer's daughter. Texas pavement an a angry father. Sometimes a straight line and then sometimes you wander. My first time in the spotlight was from a helicopter.
Empty pockets never stopped me from singing a blue streak, no!. And I don't think the devil's ever gonna give me back. I don't think so!. . 'Cause stayin' 'round here takes patience.
Aww right!. Long shot lover was a real bun buster. Talkin' lethal fantasy. Cos the next best thing was nothin' much. And the next best thing was me. Well, I was workin' on approval.
Aww right!. Long shot lover was a real bun buster. Talkin' lethal fantasy. Cos the next best thing was nothin' much. And the next best thing was me. Well, I was workin' on approval.
Ah don't touch that dial. . Here's a word about my ex-girlfriend. Towards the end conflict off and on. And I told her one night, "Honey every time we fight.
Aww yeah!. I'm off an' runnin'. Clear off the beaten path. I don't know where I'm goin'. But I know that I ain't comin' back. Don't know where I'm goin'.
Talk about the high cost of lovin'. I think I hear freedom drummin'. It seems. Give me your heart. And I'll give you the stars. "Yeah right", she says.
Yo nací, en el suelo. Mamá murió, papá se emborrachó. En plena calle me abandonó. Amor y solo en la Calle del Tabaco. Me crié, en una choza. No mas tenía mi pobre ropa.
When the fire burns. 'Neath a zombie moon. Ya feel the winds of chang. Oh the drums will tell the tune. And you know it's true. . Can ya feel the geat.
Knock, knock. Daddy's home. Out where the west begins. That's where we're goin'. . Power slide ain't ya heard?. How fast you're willin'. To go into a curve.
Rockin' steady in her daddy's car. She got the stereo with the big guitars. And that's all right. Yeah (All right). . I got the itch and a restless soul.
Just a gigolo. everywhere I go. people know the part. I'm playing. . Paid for every dance. selling each romance. every night some heart. betraying. . There will come a day.
Lights, camera, action. There's a star upon your door. Have your machine call my machine. We'll do lunch on the cutting floor. We're over budget. 98 percent not there.
Just a gigolo. everywhere I go. people know the part. I'm playing. . Paid for every dance. selling each romance. Ooh what they saying. . But here will come a day.
Mercedes Benz. Combat boots. Junk food, brand new alligator shoes. . Here comes, baby jet. In her brand new red-hot pink Humvee. Full of party girls with damaged lives.