Monster
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
She's blond, bad and beautiful, it's terrible
Strange kind of love, it is so physical
What colors my ink tonight
Her lips, my sweet delight
My cherry pie, no I can't deny
Smokey like some dynamite
My favorite adrenaline
When we kiss, when we touch
We're tearing off the sky
And she know it is alright
She know it'll be fine
Cause at the end of the line
I only want her to be mine
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on Come on
Who said romance is dead
I'm living in these words I swear
Writing all my songs, on her body
Kissing it everywhere
She's got that hot skin that leads to the sin
I would pay with my soul, just to follow her in hell
Tattoo my heart, with that naked poetry
She's already deep in my bone
My muse, my perfect tone
Earthquake in my brain it's insane
How can I dream about one night everyday
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on come on
It's a devilish ride? I'm feeling low
We ain't got enough good times
I'm feeling low
Can we get high? Can we go slow
Can we get high? I'll follow her for sure
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on come on
She's blond, bad and beautiful, it's terrible
Strange kind of love, it is so physical
What colors my ink tonight
Her lips, my sweet delight
My cherry pie, no I can't deny
Smokey like some dynamite
My favorite adrenaline
When we kiss, when we touch
We're tearing off the sky
And she know it is alright
She know it'll be fine
Cause at the end of the line
I only want her to be mine
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on Come on
Who said romance is dead
I'm living in these words I swear
Writing all my songs, on her body
Kissing it everywhere
She's got that hot skin that leads to the sin
I would pay with my soul, just to follow her in hell
Tattoo my heart, with that naked poetry
She's already deep in my bone
My muse, my perfect tone
Earthquake in my brain it's insane
How can I dream about one night everyday
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on come on
It's a devilish ride? I'm feeling low
We ain't got enough good times
I'm feeling low
Can we get high? Can we go slow
Can we get high? I'll follow her for sure
I'm addicted to a monster with an angel's face
My heart beats fast, when I hear her breath
She's a player, and I'm her favorite game tonight
Come on come on
Dancing into my mind, she comes out of space
With her perfect bass, no I can't resist
Never felt so good, never been played so well that night
Come on come on
Credits
Writer(s): Leonard Berthoud, Oliver Egloff, Thomas Decaillet
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