Александр Пистолетов - I'll Bite Your Face Off | Текст песни

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She was a dirty dream, cool and clean
With seduction dancing in her eyes
She turned around, looked me up and down
She took me by surprise

I tried to run, tried to hide
But my feet were made of clay
Looked in her eyes, I was paralyzed
I just couldn’t get away

She licked her lips, they were bloody red
She had the heart of the living dead
She pushed me down on a burning bed
Thought I was in heaven, but instead
She turned her head and she softly said

I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off – little man
I’ll bite your face off – you know that I can

She put the whip into cream
She was a sinner’s queen, oh a delicious angel face
She’d invite you in, c’mon and lick my skin
You’d sell your soul for another taste

She took my heart, my resistance fled
I loved each lie that I was fed
She pushed me down on a burning bed
Thought I was in heaven, but instead
She turned her head and she softly said

I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off – little man
I’ll bite your face off – you know that I can

She pushed me down on a burning bed
Thought I was in heaven, but instead
She turned her head and she softly said

I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off – little man
I’ll bite your face off – you know that I can
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off
I’ll bite your face off

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