Blackeyed Blonde
Előadva 121 koncerten
Album: Freaky Styley
Megjelenés: 1985. augusztus 16.
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Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy
You better leave her alone
Yeah, Leroy Brown did it bad too
'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!
That's right!
She's black!
She's blonde!
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot to box
But let me tell you little boy
She'll clean your clock
A slick and sly spy
Stuck in the muck of the moat
Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
Double-o-dooms day for Mr. James Bond
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!
Oh ooh!
Blackeyed beat, pow!
She's blonde!
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy
You better leave her alone
Yeah, Leroy Brown did it bad too
'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy
You better leave her alone
Yeah, Leroy Brown did it bad too
'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!
That's right!
She's black!
She's blonde!
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot to box
But let me tell you little boy
She'll clean your clock
A slick and sly spy
Stuck in the muck of the moat
Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
Double-o-dooms day for Mr. James Bond
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!
Oh ooh!
Blackeyed beat, pow!
She's blonde!
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy
You better leave her alone
Yeah, Leroy Brown did it bad too
'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
She's the blackeyed blackeyed blackeyed blonde
Get down!