a pair of heels
trying to steel my high
on an afternoon
in need of blessings
of a different kind
if it`s bad for you
it´s good for me
I don´t think life
is all that bad
you get back what you put in
a gentle soul
hooked on rock and roll
don´t take it personal, but as booty like yours
should be a mantelpiece
and not be walking down the street
we all thought it was going to be swell
then you put us all through hell
brake the spell
and we´ll be talkin`
just like we always did
I´ve got the odds against me
just like any `ol chap off the street
but I can tell when my bitch is in heat
watch me cruising
down the boulevard tonight
my drop top`s workin` the street
for me tonight
and when I spot you
I hope you´ll drop yours as well
time to get rid of the spell
