Woorden:
L A Guns Hollywood Vampires

to your back door The sound of a gun She stood there laughin' like a life was no tomorrow I watched her fade into the dark and cruel night Somethin' sounded like a

Just another night and I'm all alone An' I wonder where you are, who you're holding? An' I'm wasting time by the telephone It gets harder when there's

s a gentleman We cut a deal in old Japan A thousand sobs on the red And take a bottle up to bed The odds are good I make a break Don't look back or hesitate