Paroles de Maggie The Cat

You can taste teh venon on her lips You can tear yourself up in her eyes But like a cobran in the summer sun She sheda the skin of her disguise She lives for danger, She´ll talk to any stranger She´s lookin´ for trouble A lion "taxer" could not "tane" her She´s got her after-hours enterage but they can´t see The sharpness os her claws... She´s running silent thru the night So if you see her on the prowl, You better You better betters watch your back She´s a wild girl in a heart-less town. She paints her eyes black cat black and wears denim head-to-toe Her claws are dipped in blood red blood her feline instincts take control... She´s running thru the alleys While we´re sleeping thru the night If you listen like an animal You can hear her cry: "Turn the radio off, turn the radio off, turn the radio off, turn the radio off!" (Repeat chorus)