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KITTENS GOT CLAWS 歌詞
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Whitesnake
- 1989.11.7 リリース
- 作詞
- COVERDALE DAVID , VANDENBERG ADRIAAN
- 作曲
- COVERDALE DAVID , VANDENBERG ADRIAAN
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
Walking down the street
You're the center of my universe,
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood locked in your purse...
You ain't a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
It's just you wear those skintight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A"...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Heaven sent, you're an angel dressed in black,
Cool, stiletto strut, you're a drop jaw cardiac...
You're the genuine, feline, prettiest girl I've ever
seen,
With your thief of hearts smile
You're a certified pleasure machine...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
You treat me good,
Sometimes you treat me bad,
But, keep it up, honey,
You're the best time I've ever had...
No matter what you put me through
I must confess,
Ooh, you got more style than a brand new XJS...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
Walking down the street
You're the center of my universe,
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood locked in your purse...
I know you ain't a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
It's just you wear those skintight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A"...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She'll blow your stack...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
You scratch my back, baby,
An' I'll scratch yours...
You're the center of my universe,
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood locked in your purse...
You ain't a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
It's just you wear those skintight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A"...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Heaven sent, you're an angel dressed in black,
Cool, stiletto strut, you're a drop jaw cardiac...
You're the genuine, feline, prettiest girl I've ever
seen,
With your thief of hearts smile
You're a certified pleasure machine...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
You treat me good,
Sometimes you treat me bad,
But, keep it up, honey,
You're the best time I've ever had...
No matter what you put me through
I must confess,
Ooh, you got more style than a brand new XJS...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
Walking down the street
You're the center of my universe,
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood locked in your purse...
I know you ain't a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
It's just you wear those skintight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A"...
Sweet, sweet child of the street...
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussycat purr...
But, the kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She'll blow your stack...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tear your heart out...
The kittens got claws,
She'll scratch your back...
The kittens got claws,
She'll tease an' please you...
The kittens got claws,
She's a heart attack...
You scratch my back, baby,
An' I'll scratch yours...