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(
Ian Hunter)
Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a hummin' and a strummin' all over God's worldyou don't remember when you got your last mealand you forgot just how a woman feelsyou didn't know what rock n' roll wasuntil you met a drummer on a greyhound bus
I got there in the nick of timebefore he got his hands across your state linewell in the middle of the nighton the open roadand the heater don't work and it's oh-so coldyou're gettin' tired, you're lookin' kinda peakedthe music off the street, drive you off your feetyou didn't know how rock n' roll lookeduntil you caught your sister with a guy from the crewhalf-way home in the parking lotby the look in her eyes she was givin' what she got
Once bitten twice shy, babe
Woman you're a mess gonna die in your sleepall the blood on my hand and my Les Paul heat
I can't leave you home cos you're runnin' aroundmy best friend told me you're the best trick in town
You didn't know that rock n' roll burnedso you bought a candle and you loved and you learnedyou got the rhythm, you got the speedmamma's little baby likes it short and sweet
Once bitten twice shy, babe
I didn't know ya got a rock n' roll recorduntil a saw your picture on another guy's jacketyou told me I was the only oneand look at you now, well it's dark as it's dumb
Once bitten twice shy, babe-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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