Songtext von The Thrill Can Kill

She's in a bikini with a Martini A Goddess in a Fellini Takin' every kind of pill He's wearin Armani in his Ferrari Gettin loaded off her body Rollin hundread dollar bills But the thrill can kill She's drivin to Vegas in her Mercedez On the weekend gettin crazy Gettin every kind a thrill She's in her Dior haute couture Spendin money hardcore And daddy's got the bill But the thrill can kill Everybody wants a thrill It tastes so good, it makes you ill No one's gonna make you stop Everybody's havin fun Dancing with a loaded gun No one's gonna make you give it up The thrill can kill She's walkin the runaway in every city Gettin paid to be too skinny Givin looks to kill He's getting head inside of a limo Holding on to her stilletos Spendin hundread dollar bills But the thrill can kill Everybody wants a thrill It tastes so good, it makes you ill No one's gonna make you stop Everybody's havin fun Dancing with a loaded gun No one's gonna make you give it up