Ian Gillan Band - My baby loves me
Tekst :
My baby loves me
Never does me wrong
Every time I m feeling down she s on the telephone
To say she loves me
My baby loves me
She loves like a woman
Teases like a child
Turns me on so badly that it really drives me wild
My baby loves me
And she don t care how
My baby loves me
Dances really slow
She s an entertainer and she really likes to show
How much she loves me
My baby loves me
She always moves so good
She¹s sliding like a cat
Everybody wants her but she¹s mine and that is that
My baby loves me
And she don t care how
My baby loves me
Always treats me right
Even when I m gone I know she loves me day and night
My baby loves me
I give her all my money
Now you understand
Why everywhere we go you see us walking hand in hand
My baby loves me
And she don t care how
Inne utwory
Bad news Smoke on the water Bite the bullet Message in a bottle Nervous Clear air turbulence Mercury high Puget sound Lay me down Child in time Of the Lucitania express Unchain your brain Hang me out to dry Roller Poor boy hero Mad elaine Fighting man Slages to bitches Future shock Losowe utwory
She heard a voice from so far away
It told her her mother had gone away
In the next room down the corridor
Her baby started to cry
Her whole life had just fell apart
There was nothing then the hurting started
In her heavy head on her knees she...
Don t look back
Whatever it takes to save your life
I ve believed I belonged to you for a long time
And my heart says no, no one but you
Like a rescue on a darkened street
Love walked into town
I...
No one can blame you for walking away,
but too much protection, no love injection,
Life can be easy; it s not always swell.
Don t tell me truth hurts little girl,
cause it hurts like hell.
But down in the underground (whoa)
You ll find someone true (down...
Był to czas wojen i trup słał pagóry
Razem z ukochaną uciekliśmy w góry
Tam żyliśmy szczęśliwie przez wiele miesięcy
Lecz los się odwrócił nie chciał znać nas więcej
Popadła w chorobę moja ukochana
W dzień słaba w noc nie śpi majaczy do rana
Coraz to bielsza i bielsza się...
Tous ces hommes sont avides,
Impitoyables et cupides.
Les conséquences de leurs pouvoirs
Sont le chaos, les désespoirs.
Mais pensez-vous qu’une mère
Enverrait sa chair
Ses enfants sur un champ de bataille ?
Un simple détail
Qui démontre à quel point
Changeraient nos destins.
Ref. : Si les femmes menaient...