You Could Be Mine (Live At Wembley, London, 13.06.1992).
I’m a cold heartbreaker Fit ta burn and I’ll rip your heart in two An I’ll leave you lyin’ on the bed I’ll be out the door before ya wake It’s nothing new ta you ‘Cause I think we’ve seen that movie too
‘Cause you could be mine But you’re way out of line With your bitch slap rappin’ And your cocaine tongue You get nothing done I said you could be mine
Now holidays come and then they go It’s nothin’ new today Collect another memory When I come home late at night Don’t ask me where I’ve been Just count your stars I’m home again
‘Cause you could be mine But you’re way out of line With your bitch slap rappin’ And your cocaine tongue You get nothing done I said you could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine, mine, mine, mine
You’ve gone sketchin’ too many times Why don’t ya give it a rest Why must you find Another reason to cry
While you’re breakin’ down my back n’ I been rackin’ out my brain It don’t matter how we make it ‘Cause it always ends the same You can push it for more mileage But your flaps are wearin’ thin And I could sleep on it ‘til mornin’ But this nightmare never ends Don’t forget to call my lawyers With ridiculous demands An you can take the pity so far But it’s more than I can stand ‘Cause this couch trip’s gettin’ older Tell me how long has it been ‘Cause 5 years is forever And you haven’t grown up yet
You could be mine But you’re way out of line With your bitch slap rappin’ And your cocaine tongue You get nothing done I said you could be You should be You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine You could be mine