Walking out of England thinking you were the key to my heart's world
On that bus that goes to Mexico we kill our own fires
That Sweet Mexican girl
But in Mississippi we'll rush you to the road
Down in Dixie you were crying for dope
Down in Alabama we like home cooked fare
So we're going to strap you to a Frying chair
Now, I don't know what love is
But there's something else giving me the chills
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills
x4
Do you want to hear the sirens, all the sirens in the city
coming after me
River like a silent God
A population bored
They don't care about you, friend
Now, I don't know what love is
But there's something else giving me the chills
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills
x4
On the Rio Grande
We'll tie you to a tree
(Oooh, Oooh)
And you can't call your lawyers cause the whorehouse is asleep
I'll throw you in a cell where the (incomprehensible)
Now, I don't know what love is
But there's something else giving me the chills
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills
x4
Comments:
Love this song, goes great with the movie.
Correct lyrics:
Walking out of England thinking you were the key to my heart's world On that bus that goes to Mexico we kill our own fires That Sweet Mexican girl But in Mississippi we'll rush you to the road Down in Dixie you were crying for dope Down in Alabama we like home cooked fare So we're going to strap you to a Frying chair
Now, I don't know what love is But there's something else giving me the chills But if my hands are the color of blood Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills x4
Do you want to hear the sirens, all the sirens in the city coming after me River like a silent God A population bored They don't care about you, friend
Now, I don't know what love is But there's something else giving me the chills But if my hands are the color of blood Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills x4
On the Rio Grande We'll tie you to a tree (Oooh, Oooh) And you can't call your lawyers cause the whorehouse is asleep I'll throw you in a cell where the (incomprehensible)
Now, I don't know what love is But there's something else giving me the chills But if my hands are the color of blood Then I can tell ya', sure I can tell ya'
Love kills x4
Comments: Love this song, goes great with the movie.
@tinydancer888 I think you need your ears cleaned out
@tinydancer888 I think you need your ears cleaned out