Show me, what you got there What you got behind your back and why you're doing that You really think you know me, are you lead free? Well that's taken off the shine Have you lost your freaking mind
Come on and show me Take it easy Before you fall into a trap and then sumpt'ns going splat Or we could negotiate I could raise my hat And, baby, what you think of that?
You're on a hiding all for nothing We're not going anywhere Until you give a little something
If you want me, really want me And you're putting on the pressurе Got your fingers on the treasurе You could hit me Hmm Knock me down with a feather It's partic'ly nasty weather
If you take me, then you shake me Take me down to the cleaners There'll be nothing left between us I could stop you in a heartbeat That'll be appealing 'Cause I love to hear you squealing
Depends on what you're thinking How far you want to go Will you swim or are you sinking
It's another way of saying You have to keep this to yourself You never know who might be listening And think we're up to something else
I hope you know just what you're doing I hope you get what you desire It all depends on what you're thinking Will you swim or are you sinking
Compositores: Donald Smith Airey (PRS), Ian Anderson Paice (PRS), Ian Gillan (PRS), Robert Alan Ezrin (SOCAN), Roger David Glover (PRS), Simon Mcbride (PRS)Editor: Deep Purple Live Limited (PRS)Administração: BMG Rights Management Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #42630152 em 03/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM