Songtext von Breathtaker

Breathtaker, he took his toll Microphone and rock'n roll Beat me up and take my time Run up and down my scrambled spine Early mornin, he comes up Rock'n'rollin, he goes down Down to see her, he says where How'd ya feel It sets a fire in you Think you're made of steel Go 'round the corner Hot tail fever, it's the cold Breathtaker, he took his toll Mighty cold, rock'n'roll A thousand jets fly to your door He nailed you to the floor A tale a sparrow told Once to the mighty bold