Lips of the Apocalypse

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Come inside my room She got the lips like the Apocalypse And hips that BOOM, BOOM, BOOM Shake it Like a shotgun I shiver Like a blackbird on a wire I see electric in her thighs That's right Oh, come with me baby Come, Come, Boom, Boom, Boom Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Struttin' Like a call girl Black leather I'm a cockroach I won't die Come with me tonight She got the face of an angel But the devil's on her... Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon, Now Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, C'mon

More songs from The Yowl

Money, Power, War!

2 credits

Gonna Get Crazy

1 credits