I've never known before I wanna superstitious woman With a superstitious, a superstitious mind, an' I don't mind, baby My heart is beating faster, babe, It
I look for mercy when my heart begins to bleed I know good loving an' I'm a friend of pain, But, when I read between the lines it's all the same Love
it's too late, I'm gonna prove it to you Too late, I'll do what you want me to do Too late, You can't run anymore Cos' it's too late for you now My heart
get inside No fame or fortune, No luck of the draw When I dance with Queen of Hearts A jack of all trades But, a loser in love It's tearing my soul
Don't you turn your back on me I'm guilty of love, It's a crime of passion Guilty of love, An' there's no doubt about it, No doubt about it I'm guilty
: (David Coverdale) I keep hangin' on the promise of love Your eyes tell me that I'm gonna see I feel the hunger like a starving man Honey, when you
: (David Coverdale) I'm running away from a feeling Hiding my face in the sand I'm scared to love and lose again I don't know if I can I don't need
top Slide it in, I ain't never gonna stop Slide it in, Right to the top, I'm gonna slide it in, slide it in, slide it, Slide it in, slide it in, Right
' spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it I can remember, I can recall
need your rhyme, But, you keep saying, babe, It's gonna take time I know the heartache I put you through, Believe me, babe, I'm gonna make it up to you
the top Slide it in, I ain't never gonna stop Slide it in right to the top I'm gonna slide it in, slide it in, slide it Slide it in, slide it in Right
that way 'Cause it's too late I'm gonna prove it to you Too late I'll do what you want me to do Too late You can't run anymore 'Cause it's too late
I keep hangin' on the promise of love Your eyes tell me that I'm gonna see I feel the hunger like a starving man Honey, when you stand close to me I
for Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it Spit it out Spit it out Spit
I want you I need your rhyme But you keep saying, babe It's gonna take time I know the heartache I put you through Believe me, babe I'm gonna make it
I'm running away from a feeling Hiding my face in the sand I'm scared to love and lose again I don't know if I can I don't need the night to remind me
Just trying to get inside No fame or fortune, no luck of the draw When I dance with queen of hearts A jack of all trades but a loser in love It's tearing
it Don't you walk away Don't turn your back on me I'm guilty of love It's a crime of passion Guilty of love And there's no doubt about it, no doubt
