To all them chicks that dance like tramps. (Tramps) And all my dudes are vamps. (Vamps) Blood, booze and combat boots. Cigarettes and and black and blues. Bottles goin round. Bodies droppin to the ground. Silhouettes on stripper poles. Sex, Drugs and rock and roll.
You want to be us. You want to be just like us. You want to be hot like us, in the spot light. ‘Cause you know it don’t get better then that.
Were coming out on top. Were gunna make every damn jaw drop. Were gunna stretch seems in your bed. Turning everyone’s head. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again.
To all them chicks that dance like tramps. (Tramps) And all my dudes are vamps. (Vamps) Blood, booze and combat boots. Cigarettes and and black and blues. Bottles goin round. Bodies droppin to the ground. Silhouettes on stripper poles. Sex, Drugs and rock and roll.
You wanna be in charge. Party like a convict still at large. With a blackjack clan Where nobody understands What you do, why you do it and
You wanna be the Main attraction, number one hired gun. With your trigger finger hungry. While your rollin in the money So Ill take it down a notch and try to put things bluntly.
Its that time again were you track us down. And study our moves, try to steal our crown. But these chicks play rough and these boys bite hard. If you play with us. Youre gunna get scarred.
Sex, Drugs and rock and roll. Sex, Drugs and rock and roll.
Lights camera action if you’re sure your certain. Are you curious to what we do behind this curtain? We your buried little treasure. Satin smoke, and lace and leather. And secretly we are your guilty * pleasure.