Texty: The Scorpions. Love at First Sting. Coming Home.

Year after year out on the road
It's great to be here to see you all
I know for me it is like
Coming home

Day after day out on the road
There's no place too far that we wouldn't go
We go wherever you like
To rock 'n' roll

Jump on the seats, put your hands in the air
Give me a shout, let me hear you're out there
The wilder you scream for some more rock 'n' roll
The higher we'll go

Year after year out on the road
It's great to be here to rock you all
I know for me it is like
Coming home, coming home

I know for me it is like
Coming home, coming home
Like coming home, coming home
Like coming home, like coming home
Like coming home

Like coming home
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