Sing-Sing - Whitesnake: Young blood (Választotta: Csaba)


If you feel the rolling thunder
An your eyes see lightning strike,
Dont be afraid, just call on me
Ill bring you shelter from the night

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

Dont try to hold on to what you got,
cos I got what you need
Dont try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me

Youngblood, youre hot property, youngblood
Youngblood, youre hot property, youngblood
Youngblood...

When youre burning hot with fever
An you shake down to your bones,
Dont get yourself into a cold sweat
cos its 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
Im gonna make you mine

Dont try to hold on to what you got,
cos I got what you need
Dont try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me

Youngblood, youre hot property, youngblood
Youngblood, youre hot property, youngblood
Im coming to get you

Dont try to hold on to what you got,
cos I got what you need
Dont try to hold on, for anyone,
Come on, give it to me

Youngblood, youre hot property, youngblood...

Im gonna make you mine...

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