Текст песни Pam Tillis - Killer Comfort
Pam Tillis - Killer Comfort слова песни
Those safe at home daysAre gone for little girlsThey`re out there with the boysOut in the big bad worldIntense pressure hanging over my headTonight I need your super tough lovin` insteadKiller comfortKiller comfortKiller comfortAll night`Cause there`s a kind of painThat only love can killAnd there`s a hunger, fame and fortune cannot fillTender touch is what I`m talking aboutDon`t play games now babyI`m all played outKiller comfortKiller comfortKiller comfortAll nightIt`s your air conditioning, tequila, chocolateYou`re the killer, boy you got it, got itKiller comfortKiller comfortKiller comfortAll nightKiller, killer, killerAll night long