Motley Crue - Motley Crue The Dirt Lyrics
The Dirt (Est. 1981)
It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it [Repeat: x 4]
Yeah, all I ever heard as a kid was I'm born to lose
All I ever wanted was a shot at breakin' the rules
I wanna make a lot of money
But I don't wanna go to school
I don't wanna get a real job
I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
Well I ran away and pawned my soul for a switchblade knife
I met a man from Mars and a couple other freaks that night
I wanna take on the world
I wanna bang a million girls
I don't wanna wear a 3-piece suit
I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I wanna make a lot of money
But I don't wanna go to school
I don't wanna get a real job
I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, I'd rather be dead
Yeah I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
With a bullet in my head
Writer: Darren Ashba, Martin Frederiksen, Michael James, Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Downtown Music Publishing
Red Hot
Fight for the black shark
See what evil brings
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Love from a shotgun
License to kill
Can't you see we're out for blood?
The kids scream in fright through the night
Loving every bite with delight
And we blow out our minds with your truth
And together we stand for the youth
Red Hot, red hot
To the top, we are
Red hot, shout at the devil
We've laughed at your wars
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Run with the pack, now
Always ask for more
Can't you see we're out for blood?
The kids scream in fright through the night
Loving every bite with delight
And we blow out our minds with your truth
And together we stand for the youth
Red Hot, red hot
To the top, we are
Red hot, shout at the devil
We've laughed at your wars
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Run with the pack, now
Always ask for more
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Red Hot, red hot
To the top, we are
Red hot, shout at the devil
We've laughed at your wars
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Run with the pack, now
Always ask for more
Can't you see we're out for blood?
Writer: Mick Mars, Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
On with the Show
Frankie died just the other night
Some say it was suicide
But we know
How the story goes
With his six string knife
And his street wise pride
The boy was a man before his time
And she knew
All their dreams would come true
But you see, Frankie was fast
Too fast to know
He wouldn't go slow
Until his lethal dose
And she knows
He'll finally come too close
Well, on with the show
Going on with the show
Come on baby
No, no, no
Oh my, my, my
He was bad
He was never good
But one thing that he understood
And she knew
All those lies would come true
The time has come and
He's paid his dues
Suzie finally got the news
She always knew
This day would come soon
He was stopped on a dime
With a switchblade knife
Some damn punk went and
Took Frankie's life
And she knew
She'd have to pull through
Broken down, with his broken dreams
With a wink of an eye
Said, "Suzy, listen to me
You must go
On with the show"
Go on with the show
Come on baby
No no no
Oh my my my
Oh baby
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Live Wire
Plug me in
I'm alive tonight
Out on the streets again
Turn me on
I'm hot to stop
Something you'll never forget
Take my fist
Break down walls
I'm on the top tonight
No no
You better turn me loose
You better set me free
'Cause I'm hot young running free
A little bit better than I use to be
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
I'm a live wire
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
I'm a live wire
I'll either break her face
Or take down her legs
Get my ways at will
Go for the throat
Never let loose
Goin' in for the kill
Take my fist
Break down walls
I'm on top tonight
No no
You better turn me loose
You better set me free
'Cause I'm hot young running free
A little bit better than I use to be
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
I'm a live wire
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
I'm a live wire
Come on baby
Gotta play with me
Well I'm your live wire
You better lock your doors
I'm on the prowl tonight
Well be mine tonight
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
I'm a live wire
'Cause I'm alive
Live wire
'Cause I'm alive
Come on and be my baby
Come on love me baby, come on tonight
('Cause I'm alive)
I'll give you everything you want inside ('cause I'm alive)
Plug me in, plug me in
I want you
Come on tonight
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Merry-Go-Round
You know he's gotta get away
To the merry-go-round and round
Count the times that he laid awake at night thinkin'
Am I goin' down now
Am I goin' down
Am I goin' down now, oh!
It's not easy puttin' on a smile
You're alone, lost and found
She waits at home just to love him through the night thinkin'
He's been gone so long now
Is he comin' home?
He's been gone so long now, oh!
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
You know he's gotta get away
To the merry-go-round and round
Count the times that he laid awake at night thinkin'
Am I goin' down now
Am I goin' down
Am I goin' down now, oh!
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Merry-go-round and round
Waits at home just to love him through the night thinkin'
I'm coming home babe
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Take Me to the Top
Don't you know, know, know
It's a violation
I still hear you saying
Such a perfect, perfect night
No, no, no fight all temptation
Well, in a black-hearted alley fight
I'm screaming
Take me to the heights tonight
Take me to the top
Take me to the top
Too many times
Victim accusation
No, you don't have to take it like that
A sheer, sheer heart attack
No, no, no, it's no realization
I never had a way with you
But I still hear you saying
Take me to the top
Take me to the top
Take me to the top
Take me to the top
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Piece of Your Action
Yeah, ooh, hey, oh
I want you, I need you
I want you to be mine tonight
You need me, you tease me
Use you up, throw you away
You're fire, taking me higher
Don't burn me, don't let me down
You need me now, I'll teach you how
Come on, let's go all the way
Get a piece of your action
Get a piece of your action
Tight action, rear traction
So hot, you really blow me away
Fast moving, wet and ready
Time is right so hang on tight
Live wire, night prowler
Lay back and take me inside
You need me now, I'll teach you how
Come on, let's go all the way
Get a piece of your action
Get a piece of your action
Oh, I want you, I need you
I want you to be mine tonight
You need me, you bleed me
Use you up, throw you away
You're fire, taking me higher
Don't burn me, don't let me down
You need me now, I'll teach you how
Come on, let's go all the way
Get a piece of your action
Get a piece of your action
I get a piece of your action
Get a piece of your action
Look out
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Shout at the Devil
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
It shout at the devil
He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night
He's the blood stain the stage
He's the tear in your eye
Been tempted by his lie
He's the knife in your back, he's rage
He's the razor to the knife
Oh lonely is our lives
My heads spinnin' round and round
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
He'll be the love in your eyes
He'll be the blood between your thighs
And then have you cry for more
He'll put your strength to the test
He'll put the thrill back in death
Sure you've heard it all before
He'll be the risk in the kiss
Might be anger on your lips
Might run scared for the door
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night
He's the blood stain the stage
He's the tear in your eye
Been tempted by his lie
He's the knife in your back, he's rage
He's the razor to the knife
Oh lonely is our lives
My heads spinnin' round and round
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout at the devil
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
Shout shout shout
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Looks That Kill
Now listen up
She's razor sharp
If she don't get her way
She'll slice you apart
Now she's a cool, cool black
She moves like a cat
If you don't get her name
Well you might not make it back
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the look
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
Now she's bulletproof
She keeps her motor clean
Oh, and believe me, you
She's a number thirteen
The clock strikes midnight
She's lookin' louder and louder
She's gonna turn on her juice, boy
Well then she'll turn on her power
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the look
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
She's got looks that kill
She's got the look
Hey
Now listen up
She's razor sharp
If she don't get her way
She'll slice you apart
Well she's a cool, cool black
Moves like a cat
If you don't get her name
You might not make it back
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the looks that kill, that kill
She's got the look
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
(She's got looks that kill)
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Too Young to Fall in Love
You say our love
Is like dynamite
Open your eyes
It's like fire and ice
Well, you're killing me
Your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set me free?
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) too young to fall in love
But I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) ooh, I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) too young to fall in love
Run for the hills
We're both sinners and saints
Not a woman, but a whore
I can just taste the hate
Well, now I'm killing you
Watch your face turning blue
Not yet a man, just a punk in the street
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) to fall in love
Oh, I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) much too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) too young to fall in love
You say our love
Is like dynamite
It's no surprise
you've got one-way eyes
Well, you're killing me
Your love's a guillotine
Not yet a man, just a punk in the street
(Too young to fall in love) Oh, I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) to fall in love
Oh, I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) much too young
(Too young to fall in love) I'm too young
(Too young to fall in love) too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Too young to fall in love
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Home Sweet Home
You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
It doesn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone
Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long and winding road
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
You know that I've seen
Too many romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin' off
The silver screen
My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing keeps me together
At the seams
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Yeah yeah
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Girls Girls Girls
Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to get me tight are those
Girls, girls, girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls, girls, girls
Dancin' down on the Sunset Strip
Girls, girls, girls
Red lips, fingertips
Trick or treat, sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls you just can't be beat
But you're the best when you're off your feet
Girls, girls, girls
At the dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls, Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, girls, girls
Raising hell at the Seventh Veil
Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune?
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart
I'm such a good good boy
I just need a new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you over-employed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean
Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage et trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those
Girls, girls, girls
Body Shop and the Marble Arch
Girls, girls, girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart
Girls, girls, girls
(Hey Tommy, check that out, man)
(What, Vince, where?)
(Hey right there, hey)
Hey baby, you wanna go somewhere? (girls, girls, girls)
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls (whoa)
Writer: Mick Mars, Tommy Lee, Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Same Ol Situation (S.O.S.)
Come on girls, ha ha ha I got something to say
She's got an alligator bag
Top hat to match
Dressed in black on black
She's got a Philipino girlie
She claims is her friend
I tell you boys you just gotta laugh
Now I used to call her Cindy
She changed her name to sin
I guess that's the name of her game
I really used to love her
Then the kitty she discovered
It's got to be a sexual thing
Now all around the world
Girls will be girls
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
I say no, no, no
No, no, no
Come on
Now check this out
Introduced me to her lover
In a cellophane dress
Then they bid me a sweet farewell
Last time I saw them
They were kissing so softly
To the sound of wedding bells
Well, all around the world
Girls will be girls
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
I said no, no, no
No, no, no, alright
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
Girl it's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
You know we just gotta say
All around the world
Girls will be girls
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
I'll tell ya girl it's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
Yeah, uh uh, yeah yeah no, no, yeah yeah
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee, Mick Mars, Vince Neil
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Kickstart My Heart
When I get high I get high on speed
Top fuel funny car's a drug for me
My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Always got the cops coming after me
Custom-built bike doing 103
My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Oh, are you ready girls?
Oh, are you ready now?
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, give it a start
Whoa, yeah, baby
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, hope it never stops
Whoa, yeah, baby, yeah
Skydive naked from an aeroplane
Or a lady with a body from outer space
My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Say I got trouble, trouble in my eyes
I'm just looking for another good time
My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Yeah, are you ready girls?
Yeah, are you ready now, now, now?
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, give it a start
Whoa, yeah, baby, whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, hope it never stops
Whoa, yeah, baby
When we started this band
All we needed, needed was a laugh
Years gone by, I'd say we've kicked some ass
When I'm enraged or hittin' the stage
Adrenaline rushing through my veins
And I'd say we're still kickin' ass
I say, ooh ah, kick start my heart
I hope it never stops
And to think, we did all of this to rock
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, give it a start
Whoa, yeah, b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, hope it never stops
Whoa, yeah, baby
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, hope it never stops
Whoa, yeah, baby
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, give it a start
Whoa, yeah
Okay boys, let's rock the house
That's all
Kickstart my heart
Writer: Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dr. Feelgood
Rat tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood
He deals out in Hollywood
Got a '65 Chevy primered flames
Traded for some powdered goods
Jigsaw Jimmy he's runnin' a gang
But I hear he's doin' okay
Got a cozy little job sells the Mexican mob
Packages of candy cane
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
Cops on the corner always ignore
Somebody's getting paid
Jimmy's got it wired, law's for hire
Got it make in the shade
Got a little hideaway, does business all day
But at night he'll always be found
Selling sugar to the sweet
People on the street
Call this Jimmy's town
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein
I've got one thing you'll understand (Dr. Feelgood)
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man (Dr. Feelgood)
Got one thing that's easily understood (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood oh yeah
He'll tell you he's the king of these Barrio streets
Moving up to Shangri La
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck
Says he never broke no law
Two time loser running out of juice
Time to move out quick
Heard a rumor going round
Jimmy's going down
This time it's gonna stick
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein
Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people call him an evil man (Dr. Feelgood)
Let him introduce himself real good (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the only one they call feelgood (Dr. Feelgood)
I've got one thing you'll understand (Dr. Feelgood)
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man (Dr. Feelgood)
Got one thing that's easily understood (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
Dr. Feelgood (Dr. Feelgood)
Dr. Feelgood (Dr. Feelgood)
Dr. Feelgood (Dr. Feelgood)
Dr. Feelgood (Dr. Feelgood)
Feelgood, Feelgood, Feelgood, Feelgood
Writer: Mick Mars, Nikki Sixx
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Ride with the Devil
You can tear it up
You can do what you wanna
Never get enough
You can live like you're gonna die
Hey, you want a chance to fry?
You can ride with the devil through the burning sky
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Come on baby, ride with me
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I'll show ya things you can't unsee
I wanna tell ya, tell ya now
We're just too fast for love
All the gold and platinum games
Every dime went up in flames
(Gonna watch us burn)
All the cars and diamond chains
(Gonna watch us burn)
All that grime don't mean a thing
Just gimme the dirt (Dirt)
Just gimme the dirt
We used to tear it up
We used to fight on the strip
A bunch of Hollywood punks who never gave a shit
Hey, you want a chance to fly?
Come and ride with the devil through the burning sky
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Come on baby, ride with me
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I'll show ya things you can't unsee
I wanna tell ya, tell ya now
We're just too fast for love
All the gold and platinum games
Every dime went up in flames
(Gonna watch us burn)
All the cars and diamond chains
(Gonna watch us burn)
All that grime don't mean a thing
Just gimme the dirt (Dirt)
Come on, gimme the dirt
Oh, yeah
You can jump, just take my hand
Oh, yeah
Welcome baby to the day
All the gold and platinum games
Every dime went up in flames
Just gimme the dirt
Just gimme the dirt
All the cars and diamond chains
All that grime don't mean a thing
Just gimme the dirt (Dirt)
Just gimme the dirt
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Robert Allan Deal, Thomas Lee Bass, Vincent Neil Wharton
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Crash and Burn
If you wanna kiss the ring
Just admit that we were kings
Looking out through the devil's eyes
We would just take everything
Shot off like a firework, every night was the 4th of July
Did it hard until it hurt
Thank God for alibis
I'm so alive, I don't know why
I had to crash and burn
I fell from the sky
I thought I had died the moment I hit dirt
Get down
Everybody get down in the dirt
Get down
Everybody get down in the dirt
Looking back, had it all to gain
With the power shooting through our veins
Wanna fight on a Friday night
Didn't care about the pain
Blackout every single time
Getting high at the scene of the crime
Blast off, it's a fire fight
Hit you right between the eyes
I'm so alive, I don't know why
I had to crash and burn
I fell from the sky
I thought I had died the moment I hit dirt
Get down
Everybody get down in the dirt
Get down
Everybody get down in the dirt
Hey, I'm going down the road
Trying to find a home
To find a love that won't rip my heart out
Remember what I say
I might be back some day
Don't be afraid, I might rip your heart out
I'm so alive, I don't know why
I had to crash and burn
I fell from the sky
I thought I had died the moment I hit dirt
I'm so alive, I don't know why
I had to crash and burn
I fell from the sky
I thought I had died the moment I hit dirt
I'm so alive, I don't know why
I had to crash and burn
I fell from the sky
I thought I had died the moment I hit dirt
Writer: Daniel Ticotin, John Lowery, Mick Mars, Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee, Vince Neil
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Like a Virgin
I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
Didn't know how lost I was until I found you
I was beat, incomplete, I'd been had
I was sad and blue, oh, your love thawed out
Yeah, your love thawed out what was scared and cold
Like a virgin
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
When your heart beats next to mine
Gonna give you all my love, girl
My fear is fading fast
Been saving it all up for you, 'cause only love can last
You're so fine and you're mine
Make me strong, yeah, you make me bold
Oh, your love thawed out
Yeah, your love thawed out what was scared and cold
Like a virgin (hey)
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
With your heartbeat next to mine
Woah, woah, woah, yeah
Like a virgin (hey)
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
With your heartbeat next to mine
Gonna give you all my love, girl, woah
Like a virgin, woah
Feels so good inside, yeah
Oh, like a virgin, yeah
Writer: Billy Steinberg, Tom Kelly
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC