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Rough Trade - Hostage şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Rough Trade

albüm: Avoid Freud


It was hell on the streets, cops, barricades and dogs
You grabbed me on the corner, sure I was a goner
I fought like a spitfire, ooh, yeah
My life flashed by
You held me your prisoner
I tried to resist ya
Stunning me with a stinging slap
Your grip was tight as a steel trap
Oh God, I was your hostage

Your eyes were filled with hate as you dragged me through the police lines
When you got me alone, I prayed you weren't completely deranged
I fought like a spitfire, ooh, yes
My life flashed by
You held me your prisoner
I tried to resist ya
You pulled me onto your lap
Then you laughed a nervous laugh
Oh God, I was your hostage
You had your gun out
You had your gun out
You had your gun out
I opened my mouth
You had your gun out, babe

It was hell on the streets, cops, barricades and dogs
You grabbed me on the corner, sure I was a goner
I fought like a spitfire, ooh, yes
My life flashed by
You held me your prisoner
I tried to resist ya
Stunning me with a stinging slap
Your grip was tight as a steel trap
Oh God, I was your hostage
You had your gun out
You had your gun out
You had your gun out
I opened my mouth
You had your gun out, babe
Yes, I was your hostage
You had your gun out (hostage)
You had your gun out, now, now (hostage)
You had your gun out, lover (hostage)
You had me, and I was your hostage (hostage)
You had your gun out love (hostage)
You had your gun out, babe (hostage)
You had your gun out (hostage)
You had me, and I was your hostage (hostage)
You had your gun out, love (hostage)
You had your gun out, now, now (hostage)
You had your gun out (hostage)
You had me, and I was your hostage (hostage)...

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