Sweet Talker

I can tell by the way you walk
You give it all away by the sweet way that you talk
Yes, you do

You got long legs, a black girl sway
The way you shake your booty gives your school-girl game away
Yes, it does

You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter
You've just begun
The bitch is in heat
So you better run

I know you know
You got what it takes
You got the fever, but, you give me the shakes
Yes, you do

Straight out of Lolita with nothing to lose
When I got your number, my juke box blew a fuse
Yes, it did

You're just sweet talker, bad daughter
And you've just begun
The bitch is in heat
So you better run
You better run
So you better run
You better run
Or you better hide

Sweet talker, bad daughter
And you've just begun
The bitch is in heat
So you better run
You better run
You better run
You better run
Or you better hide

Does your mama know you're crazy
Look out

I can tell by way you walk
You give it all away by the sweet way that you talk
Yes, you do

You got long legs, a black girl sway
The way you shake your booty gives your school-girl game away
Yes, it does

You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter
And you've just begun
Sweet talker, bad daughter
You've just begun
The bitch is in heat
So you better run



Credits
Writer(s): David Coverdale, Bernard Marsden
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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