Текст песни Herbert GrГ¶nemeyer - Young Blood
Herbert GrГ¶nemeyer - Young Blood слова песни
you`re lying here in my embrace
you`re completely naked, i`m stripped to the waist...
don`t you overdo it with the kiss
i sing the chorus after this
camera is focused on your leg
your body heat will make the tv sweat
with my hand a limpet on your ass
this video will be high class
now this scene is in the can
you`re standing in the corner in your leather pants
and in slow motion all the buttons pop
in close-up it`s a super shot
stilletto heels and bright red lips
you`re going to make my song a hit
oh, young blood, you`re going to do my record good
your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
this is rock`n`roll
the tears are streaming down your face
`cos i`m gone though you begged me to stay
that`s the way it goes in every classic video
now the scene moves to the lift
the poison blonde, you`re my birthday gift
and your thighs are wrapped all around my hips
the bump and grinding`s such a trip
my guitar is in my hand
i`m pressing up against you, you can barely stand
i`ve got to play a solo now and then
don`t look straight into the lens
your eyes are locked upon my face
you`ve never seen anything so great
and the lift heaves up and down the shaft
to prove how long my love will last
you`re stripping off your clothes, my god
you love it when i sing so hard
oh, young blood...
now you`re climbing back into your bra
so stunned to see the way that i can play guitar
oh, young blood...