Letra de Nightlife
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my nightlife
My favourite color's candy apple, girl (wtf)
She's in my blood, I reside in my nightlife
My favourite color's candy apple, girl (wtf)
And she resides in my mind and my nightlife
What's that I hear? You wanna go for a ride?
Don't be afraid, boy, to come inside
I got the thing that you want, the fix that you need
Chase this with a little lust and greed
I'll be the devil on your shoulder saying "Hey boy, come on"
My black heart beats crimson ?
Operator, operator let ya boy in
This is nightlife and I'll get under your skin
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my nightlife
My favourite color's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my nightlife
What a thrill, heart beats fast
Sounds like love but you know it won't last
Cheap champagne stain on an even cheaper suit
Hope there's more in your pants than a bus route
? Walls ? Sugar-coatd balls?? (hahaha)
Girls on your bar stools from late last calls
This town is filled with snakes, mistakes and whiskey shakes
It's too late I already cut the brakes
I'm rollin', strollin' into town (come inside)
Is it me or am I going crazy? (just you)
This dirty city is my sugar town (sugar town)
My little angel of death is my nightlife
What's that I hear? You wanna go for a ride?
Don't be afraid, boy, to come inside
I got the thing that you want, the fix that you need
Chase this with a little lust and greed
I'll be the devil on your shoulder saying "Hey boy, come on"
My black heart beats crimson ?
Operator, operator let ya boy in
This is nightlife and I'll get under your skin
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my nightlife
My favourite color's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my nightlife
What a thrill, heart beats fast
Sounds like love but you know it won't last
Cheap champagne stain on an even cheaper suit
Hope there's more in your pants than a bus route
? Walls ? Sugar-coatd balls?? (hahaha)
Girls on your bar stools from late last calls
This town is filled with snakes, mistakes and whiskey shakes
It's too late I already cut the brakes
I'm rollin', strollin' into town (come inside)
Is it me or am I going crazy? (just you)
This dirty city is my sugar town (sugar town)
My little angel of death is my nightlife
ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE/PAINTER, MONICA
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