Mpire Of Evil - 2012 - 05 - Snake Pit | Текст песни

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• 2012 - 05 - Snake Pit

Take a seat, fill a glass, let me tell the tale
One hot night in' 85, this joint just came alive
The snake was on the jukebox and so the scene was set
She caught my eye, between her thigh, we made a little bet
Her curves beyond compare one more drink will get me there
Two more drinks I'll be prepared, out of your league southern comfort, vodka spin, whiskey and little gin
It's time to let me in, down at the snake pit
Hair and denim, leather and lace, bullet belts we all embrace this is our sacred place, this is snake pit
Long blonde hair, patchoulie oil, one more look the snake uncoils
Spandex clad, skirt so tight, time to make a move who's the band? No one cares, one more drink, i'm down the stairs,
stake your place and bang your head, down in the snake pit
One more bottle, I'm your man if I can't do it, no one can, hey babe i'm in the band, i'm in snakepit
Southern comfort, vodka spin, whiskey and little gin
It's time to let me in down at the snake pit
Hair and denim, leather and lace, bullet belts we all embrace this is our sacred place, this is snake pit
Bang your head
Judas Priest, she's cold as ice
And iron maiden's kiss a rainbow from a scorpion
A heart – less angelwitch
Southern comfort, vodka spin, whiskey and little gin
It's time to let me in down at the snake pit
Hair and denim, leather and lace, bullet belts we all embrace this is our sacred place, this is snake pit

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