Lucky Night
You love him
You want to make him happy
He loves you
He wants to humiliate you
He's a bastard!
You should leave him!
Paranoid manipulator,
To hell with him.
He's dragging you
Along..
On a leash called love.
He controls you.
You should do him in
Before he gets to you.
Watch out girl.
He's dragging you
Along..
On a leash called love.
E> You have torn me
E> Inside out.
E> Nothing but
E> A nervous wreck.
E> You have got me
E> On a leash,
E> You whip me with
E> A leash called love..
E> I've lost all sense of direction!
E> You make me a victim
E> To your friends' nasty remarks
E> And I don't know how
E> I survive!
E> I can no longer
E> Distinguish from
E> Right or wrong,
E> Sane insane..
E> Whip me back,
E> Back and forth.
E> Paranoid.
E> Leash called love..
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The cha cha bar was sliding and we swan across the
Scotchman on the rocks (so many rocks . . .
and glass and sand.) In shock we docked in
fish head harbour where the lights were dimmed.
(Locked in, we couldn't see a thing . . . )
The floors was tin, the sky was oil, the air was
poisoned lager and the juke box pumped out
schlager because no-one pulled the plugs
(so many plugs . . . and sparks.) The live wives kept us dancing.
Dance in brine, dance in seaweed.
Scotchman on the rocks (so many rocks . . .
and glass and sand.) In shock we docked in
fish head harbour where the lights were dimmed.
(Locked in, we couldn't see a thing . . . )
The floors was tin, the sky was oil, the air was
poisoned lager and the juke box pumped out
schlager because no-one pulled the plugs
(so many plugs . . . and sparks.) The live wives kept us dancing.
Dance in brine, dance in seaweed.