Tattoo crawlin' down her leg, so sexy. So young... ever get caught they'll arrest me. School girl, studied up well on hoochie coochie. Lick lips, kitten with a whip so undress me, undress me.
There's a little old place down south of La Grange. Where the whiskey flows and the nights go on for days. My home on the range. . There's a sultry queen, set her sights on me.
Wake me up in the morning glory. Can't get straight 'til I have the story. How do you mark your territory. . When your trash becomes your treasure. Your immorals are my pleasure.
She's built for speed. Racin Machine. She's in the driver's seat. Feel her shift the gears. I like to fill her up. I like to fill her with sin. Drive her straight to the top.
We shout at the Devil. . He? s the wolf screaming. Lonely in the night. He? s the blood stain. On the stage. . He? s the tear in your eye. Been tempted by his lie.
A preacher's daughter with a devil tattoo. Mama's little good girl sniffin that glue. Her box started buzzing ever since she heard the Crüe. White trash mannequin workin on a scheme.
Shout! Shout! Shout!. Shout at the devil. Shout! Shout! Shout!. Shout at the devil. . He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night. He's the blood stain on the stage.
(It's all about the sex). . Never really had a reason. Never really cared. We're the dogs and the heathans, yeah. . Never tell you what you're thinking.
Little Miss Muffet. Sweet girl's school stuff and. A country smile and charm. Out in the back. Of my '58 Chevy. She said she'd do me no harm. . You know she makes me feel good.
Love makes you feel bad. Makes you so sad. But that's the way it goes. . Hate makes you feel good. Like only pain could. But that's the way it goes. .
Black Angels laughing in the city streets. Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth. The moonlight spotlights all the city's crime. And got no religion, laugh while they fight.
She? s got an alligator bag top hat to match. Dressed in black on black. She? s got a Filipino girlie, she claims is her friend. I tell you boys, you just gotta laugh.
She's got an alligator bag. Top hat to match. Dressed in black on black. She's got a Filipino girlie. She claims is her friend. I tell you boys, you just gotta laugh.
Laughing like gypsies, show to show. Livin' my life like a rolling stone. This is how my story unfolds. Traveling man, never at home. Can't find love so I sleep alone.
Tonight, there's gonna be a fight. So if you need a place to go. Got a two room slum. A mattress and a gun. And the cops don't never show. . So come right in, cause everybody sins.
fly to the moon. we'll take my rocketship. it's outta sight. oh so outta sight. leave your head. check into this time. check your mind. let your sparkle shine.
I said dance, I said prance. Sleazing in like a monkey. That's cool, I say it's gross. Honey so damn the funky. . D-d-dance to the rhythm. Jungle music rhythm.
She's a sex machine. She keeps her engine hot. Her motor clean. Way she moves across the floor. The way she shakes her hips. And licks her lips. Come on there girl.
Well, alright. One, two, three, four. . Fight for the black shark, see what evil brings. Can't you see we're out for blood?. Love from a shotgun, license to kill.
Sometimes I feel turned around. And upside down. And sometimes maybe I drink too much. But, man, my heart's still in touch. . Hey, I remember standing tall, saying.