Lyrics

I can tell by the way you walk You give it all away by the sweet way that you talk Yes, you do You got long legs, a black girl sway The way you shake your booty gives your school-girl game away Yes, it does You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter You've just begun The bitch is in heat So you better run I know you know You got what it takes You got the fever, but, you give me the shakes Yes, you do Straight out of Lolita with nothing to lose When I got your number, my juke box blew a fuse Yes, it did You're just sweet talker, bad daughter And you've just begun The bitch is in heat So you better run You better run So you better run You better run Or you better hide Sweet talker, bad daughter And you've just begun The bitch is in heat So you better run You better run You better run You better run Or you better hide Does your mama know you're crazy Look out I can tell by way you walk You give it all away by the sweet way that you talk Yes, you do You got long legs, a black girl sway The way you shake your booty gives your school-girl game away Yes, it does You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter And you've just begun Sweet talker, bad daughter You've just begun The bitch is in heat So you better run
Writer(s): Bernie Marsden, David Coverdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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