Scorpions - Hell Cat |
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Hell Cat
Scorpions Fire in her eyes... burn... Perfume of the skies... Fingers cold as ice... freeze... Devil in disguise! Well, she's a, she's a, she's a You know that she's a hellYou know that guy with piccadillyWas talking to the French boy But didn't realize BananaAn' he tried to get a wife But he couldn't stay alive Well, you know that lad with the rubberPaints his fingers yellow, blue, and red An' you also know that she's a liar Knowing only her desire |
