Mötley Crüe — Hooligan’s Holiday

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Drop dead beauties, stompin’ up a storm
Lines of hell on our face
Bruised bad apples… crawling through the night
Busted loose… runaway!!!
Always, always
Thrill without a motive
30 days just a haze

Everybody wants a piece of the action
Everybody wants a piece of the pie
We’re on a holiday, hooligan’s holiday
I’m on a holiday… hooligans
I gotta get away… hooligan’s holiday
We’re on a holiday… hooligans

Cross-eyed derelicts comin’
An iron horse between our legs
Tattoes an black manes flowin’
Everyday’s a holidaze
Modern times an new bloods pumpin’