The Cult
The Cult - Wolf Child's Blues songtekst
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Drive a hard bargain baby Think about you all night long This road ain't getting shorter Night's getting longer Think about your good lov'in arms Way back home Where the good times roll And the angels do stroll, yeah Drive on through, all night Always with you All I need is good lov'in woman All we really need is good times Try to blow off a little steam And embrace that silly life Had too much of a good time one night Sure did get into one hell of a fight Yeah, that dude pulled a knife on me All I really saw was red Hey come on you mothers I'm gonna break off your fucking head All I need is good lov'in woman All we really need is good times You drive a hard bargain lady luck Sometime you might smile Right down on my soul I'm talk'in about ahhhh Like a run-a-way train Drive through the night Drive through the night Drive through the day Drive through the day All I need is good lov'in woman All we really need is good times Ahhhhhhh. Yeahhhhhhh. Just call me Wolfchild For that is my name I ain't got no claim to fame No I don't My face still feels the same Yeah, you drive a hard bargain lady luck Sure bought you some time Sure bought you some time All I need is good lov'in woman All we really need is good times