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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whitesnake
Whitesnake
Performer
Adrian Vandenberg
Adrian Vandenberg
Guitar
David Coverdale
David Coverdale
Vocals
Glenn Hughes
Glenn Hughes
Background Vocals
Richard Page
Richard Page
Background Vocals
Tommy Funderburk
Tommy Funderburk
Background Vocals
Rudy Sarzo
Rudy Sarzo
Bass Guitar
Tommy Aldridge
Tommy Aldridge
Drums
Steve Vai
Steve Vai
Guitar
C. Gaudette
C. Gaudette
Keyboards
David M. Rosenthal
David M. Rosenthal
Keyboards
Don Airey
Don Airey
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Vandenberg
Adrian Vandenberg
Songwriter
David Coverdale
David Coverdale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Allen Abrahamson
Allen Abrahamson
Assistant Engineer
Gordon Fordyce
Gordon Fordyce
Assistant Engineer
Noel Golden
Noel Golden
Assistant Engineer
Shay Baby
Shay Baby
Assistant Engineer
Keith Olsen
Keith Olsen
Producer
Mike Clink
Mike Clink
Producer
Greg Fulginiti
Greg Fulginiti
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Walking down the street, you're the center of my universe
You got the world in your pocket, my manhood is lost in your purse
You ain't a bad girl, honey, no matter what the neighbors say
It's just that you wear those skin-tight dresses with your G-string tuned to A
Sweet, sweet child of the street
[Verse 2]
Heaven sent, you're an angel dressed in black
Cool stiletto strut, you're a drop jaw cardiac
You're the genuine feline, prettiest girl I've ever seen
With your thief of hearts smile, you're a certified pleasure machine
Sweet, sweet child of the street
[Verse 3]
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur
Get what you want with your pussycat purr
[Verse 4]
(But the kittens got claws) She'll tear your heart out
(Kittens got claws) She'll scratch your back
(Kittens got claws) She'll tease and please ya
(Kittens got claws) She's a heart attack
[Verse 5]
You treat me good, sometimes you treat me bad
But keep it up, honey, you're the best time I've ever had
No matter what you put me through, I must confess
Ooh, you got more style than a brand new XJS
Sweet, sweet child of the street
[Verse 6]
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur
You get what you want with your pussycat purr
[Verse 7]
(But the kittens got claws) She'll tear your heart out
(Kittens got claws) She'll scratch your back
(Kittens got claws) She'll tease and please ya
(Kittens got claws) She's a heart attack
[Verse 8]
Just uh, heat it up, baby
Heat it up, heat it up
[Verse 9]
Walking down the street, you're the center of my universe
You got the world in your pocket, my manhood is lost in your purse
I know you ain't a bad girl, honey, no matter what the neighbors say
It's just that you wear those skin-tight dresses with your G-string tuned to A
Sweet, sweet child of the street
[Verse 10]
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur
You get what you want with your pussycat purr
[Verse 11]
(But the kittens got claws) She'll tear your heart out
(Kittens got claws) She'll scratch your back
(Kittens got claws) She'll tease and please ya
(Kittens got claws) She'll blow your stack
[Verse 12]
(Kittens got claws) She'll tear your heart out
(Kittens got claws) She'll scratch your back
(Kittens got claws) She'll tease and please ya
(Kittens got claws) She's a heart attack
[Verse 13]
You scratch my back, baby, and I'll scratch yours
Written by: Adrian Vandenberg, David Coverdale

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