La femme aristocracy was calling all over me
And I don’t believe they will let me go
You say you don’t need any one
But hey baby it’s no fun
And I don’t believe you’ve ever known
No I don’t believe you’ve ever known
Yeah I’m calling all the wolves tonight
Drawing down the moon tonight
Howling a bad education can be good for the soul
You’ve got to kick back and let the good times roll
The art of seduction and the rules of the road
You’ve got to kick back and let the good times roll
Kick back and let the good times roll…
I left my head at Charles De Gaulle
And I really thought I had seen it all
But I don’t believe you could let me pass
And nothing seems to help you see
So I take it all so vacantly
And turn my eyes till nothing lasts
I turn my eyes till nothing lasts
Yeah I’m calling all the wolves tonight
Drawing down the moon tonight
Howling a bad education can be good for the soul
You’ve got to kick back and let the good times roll
The art of seduction and the rules of the road
You’ve got to kick back and let the good times roll
Kick back and let the good times roll…
With a feather light upon her thigh
I place a kiss upon a rose
And the blood moon cries for passion
Two such angels in repose
Yet upon my dancing soul
The devil takes his flight
And our bodies writhe like cat-snakes
In the warmth of endless night
With lips as red and sensual
As new dawn in nature’s sight
I burn forever brightly
In her patient and slow light
Oh yeah
Yeah I’m calling all the wolves tonight
Drawing down the moon tonight
Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
