Song | Flirting with Disaster |
Artist | Bruce Willis |
Album | The Return of Bruno |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lorber, Walsh | |
Skid marks, charred cars | |
Litter the road to no good | |
Sign says, "Turn back" | |
I know I would if I could | |
Downhill, brakes gone turning, my knuckles all white | |
This girl she's trouble makes you hold on for dear life | |
In the dark a siren screams | |
As nightmare wakes you from the dream | |
Flirting with disaster, playing with fire | |
She's more than I can master 'cause I'm a slave to desire | |
Shouldn't go no faster, I'm tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Her kiss sheer bliss, one's enough to put you in shock | |
Her hips launch ships send 'em right on to the rocks | |
Too late, the first mate just cut the anchor | |
She couldn't wait heave ho-here goes | |
In the eye of the hurricane | |
The thrill is always worth the pain | |
Flirting with disaster-playing with fire | |
She's more than I can master 'cause I'm a slave to desire | |
Shouldn't go no faster, I'm tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Strike the match | |
Light the fuse | |
Blow the hatch | |
Feel the bruise | |
Paradise or suicide | |
You might as well enjoy the ride |
zuo ci : Lorber, Walsh | |
Skid marks, charred cars | |
Litter the road to no good | |
Sign says, " Turn back" | |
I know I would if I could | |
Downhill, brakes gone turning, my knuckles all white | |
This girl she' s trouble makes you hold on for dear life | |
In the dark a siren screams | |
As nightmare wakes you from the dream | |
Flirting with disaster, playing with fire | |
She' s more than I can master ' cause I' m a slave to desire | |
Shouldn' t go no faster, I' m tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Her kiss sheer bliss, one' s enough to put you in shock | |
Her hips launch ships send ' em right on to the rocks | |
Too late, the first mate just cut the anchor | |
She couldn' t wait heave hohere goes | |
In the eye of the hurricane | |
The thrill is always worth the pain | |
Flirting with disasterplaying with fire | |
She' s more than I can master ' cause I' m a slave to desire | |
Shouldn' t go no faster, I' m tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Strike the match | |
Light the fuse | |
Blow the hatch | |
Feel the bruise | |
Paradise or suicide | |
You might as well enjoy the ride |
zuò cí : Lorber, Walsh | |
Skid marks, charred cars | |
Litter the road to no good | |
Sign says, " Turn back" | |
I know I would if I could | |
Downhill, brakes gone turning, my knuckles all white | |
This girl she' s trouble makes you hold on for dear life | |
In the dark a siren screams | |
As nightmare wakes you from the dream | |
Flirting with disaster, playing with fire | |
She' s more than I can master ' cause I' m a slave to desire | |
Shouldn' t go no faster, I' m tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Her kiss sheer bliss, one' s enough to put you in shock | |
Her hips launch ships send ' em right on to the rocks | |
Too late, the first mate just cut the anchor | |
She couldn' t wait heave hohere goes | |
In the eye of the hurricane | |
The thrill is always worth the pain | |
Flirting with disasterplaying with fire | |
She' s more than I can master ' cause I' m a slave to desire | |
Shouldn' t go no faster, I' m tempting fate | |
I know flirting with disaster | |
What a way to go, way to go, way to go | |
Strike the match | |
Light the fuse | |
Blow the hatch | |
Feel the bruise | |
Paradise or suicide | |
You might as well enjoy the ride |