Текст песни WHITESNAKE - Kitten's Got Claws
WHITESNAKE - Kitten's Got Claws слова песни
Текст песни WHITESNAKE - Kitten's Got Claws
alking down the street, you're the center of my universeYou got the world in your pocket, my manhood locked in your purseYou ain't a bad girl, honey, no matter what the neighbors sayIt's just you wear those skintight dresses with your g-string tuned to ASweet, sweet, child of the streetHeaven sent, you're an angel dressed in blackCool stiletto strut, you're a drop-jaw cardiac( )You're the genuine, feline, prettiest girl I've ever seenWith your thief of hearts smile you're a certified pleasure machineSweet, sweet, child of the street(chorus:)Dressed to kill in diamonds and furYou get what you want with your pussycat purrBut the kitten's got claws, she'll tear your heart outThe kitten's got claws, she'll scratch your backThe kitten's got claws, she'll tease an' please youThe kitten's got claws, she's a heart attack