Whitesnake - Young Blood - text písně

If you feel the rolling thunder
An' your eyes see lightning strike,
Don't be afraid, just call on me
I'll bring you shelter from the night.

When the wind is howling
I'll hold you near,
An' soothe your troubled mind
With a little bit of this,
An' a little bit of that
I'll make you leave all your worries behind.

Don't try to hold on to what you got,
'Cos I got what you need.
Don't try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you're hot property, youngblood.
Youngblood, you're hot property, youngblood.
Youngblood.

When you're burning hot with fever
An' you shake down to your bones,
Don't get yourself into a cold sweat
'Cos it's just your bad blood throwing stones.
The devil has got your number
An' he wants you hanging on a line,
But, before the night is over, baby
I'm gonna make you mine.

Don't try to hold on to what you got,
'Cos I got what you need.
Don't try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you're hot property, youngblood.
Youngblood, you're hot property, youngblood.
I'm coming to get you.

(Solo)

Don't try to hold on to what you got,
'Cos I got what you need.
Don't try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you're hot property, youngblood...

I'm gonna make you mine.

Přidal: dne 11. 04. 2006 v 08:19.
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