Текст (слова) песни: Motorhead - Desperate For You
What`s up? What`s up? What`s up motherfucker? I think I call your bluff Who`s there? Who`s there? I think I know, but I don`t think I care Came in on the Flyer honey, 1952. I ain`t for hire for money so I`ll tell you what I`ll do I`m gonna be a gangster, a gangster of love I might not be Al Capone, but I think I`ll be quite good I`m all I got right now, so what are we gonna do I think I`m a desperado, desperate for you
Way cool. Way cool. I don`t talk like this, but I like to bend the rules. Too bad, it`s too bad. To think of the face of a man whose woman you had Came in on the Silver Streak, 1964.
I ain`t for hire for money, but it sure beats being poor I`m gonna be an outlaw, just like Jesse James Rob all of your banks And the occasional train And if Bobby Ford should shoot me, I know just what you`d do That`s why I`m a desperado, desperate for you.
I`m gonna blow your brains out, just like Sirhan Sirhan You might not remember him, but believe me I sure can Gonna be a national hero, gonna be a household name Gonna be like a roaring wind, like a hurricane You`ll never see it coming, might not hear it too You know I`m a desperado, desperate for you
Desperate man, you know that`s me
Baby
Nobody knows the trouble I`ve seen But it can be arranged
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