Автор: Mr. Strange

i`m crawlin` back to you like a rattlesnake i`ve got poison runnin` thru burnin` down alive without you my dear

Hey what`s a matter with you Why doncha dance or groove Is it something in the air Bless my soul

You`ve got a savage look in your eyes pretty little stranger girl Too late to turn away you dragged me

So you like the evil and the ghosts Demon spirits more than most Little miss spookiness Loves to get scared

She got a sweet funky power machine Shinin` chrome if you know what I mean Speedin` the ride up to

I saw a ghost on the highway Bleeding on the road He said an empty heart is always stone-cold [chorus]

We`re like two fingers of the same hand The hand of fate writing on the sand What does it matter

well i ain`t a worried man but sometimes i need a helpin` hand maybe men don`t know but the lil`

You waited long for 21. For me the fight has just begun. You get in clubs, drink alcohol, It makes

A street with bodies, filled with guts, Child`s world is such a mess. One bomb could rip this place apart,