Texty:
Eagles Of Death Metal Death By Sexy

Stop! The King and Queen couldn't take no chance Baby Duck and Queen Bee have to make us dance and with a wave of their hand and by a royal decree Baby

get my head clear Need to clear the air Should be clear I'm a cold, hard killer Who's sophisticated with touch of high-class A heart-breaker bringing death by sexy

Got some needs yeah, I need to shake it And I razamataz you honey, if you want me to I can be your daddy, be your rock n' rolla' You can be my sugar,

Don't move, don't speak, even whisper There's something happenin' but don't be scared I'm too smooth, you never see me coming I'm never in a hurry, I

I ain't got no fire, to light my cigarette I'm just an 'Ol dog, lookin for my midnight pet She lays out a matchstick and offers me the light I take a

Sunrise.. Get your motor running Come on, dance with me Your momma and your poppa always hassle me Get you home by midnight but it's ten to three Stop