Cowboy
It starts the fever crawling up my back
My lady takes my hand and strokes it up her leg
I look her deeper in the eyes, there's a devil in disguise
Her nails in my back her breath in my neck just like a fool
A kind of nasty talking I let my shotgun rockin'
Till' we ain't strangers anymore
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire shows me
That looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
The shadow of the night in this room
Replace the lovely temper into an ardent tune
God send me to hell and back, devil help me stealing heaven's flag
Her tongue in my throat, I'm ready to reload, it's not enough
A kind of nasty talking I let my shotgun rockin'
We were strangers not at all
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire shows me
That looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire just show me
That looks, like, that looks, baby like, that looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
My lady takes my hand and strokes it up her leg
I look her deeper in the eyes, there's a devil in disguise
Her nails in my back her breath in my neck just like a fool
A kind of nasty talking I let my shotgun rockin'
Till' we ain't strangers anymore
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire shows me
That looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
The shadow of the night in this room
Replace the lovely temper into an ardent tune
God send me to hell and back, devil help me stealing heaven's flag
Her tongue in my throat, I'm ready to reload, it's not enough
A kind of nasty talking I let my shotgun rockin'
We were strangers not at all
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire shows me
That looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
There is the fire, bad boy evil
I get you lower, much more deeper
Our minds turn to sinner
Can't control my linger
Feeling the time to satisfy
Your fire just show me
That looks, like, that looks, baby like, that looks, like, a dirty job for a cowboy
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Writer(s): Jürgen Ofner
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