Your dress is hangin' on a hook on the door My jeans are lying in a pile on the floor, yeah Flat on my back, tryin' to catch my breath When we were rockin' tonight I thought that we were gonna rock to death
But what's that in your eyes? I'm no longer paralyzed Here we go again
Crawlin', you come crawling to me I go crawling to you We come crawling You come crawling to me I go crawling to you
Your hair is tangled and your lipstick is gone You're stretched out, calling my name With just your high heels on We hunt each other on our hands and our knees Well I'm an alley cat And you're a hot little Siamese
But what's that in your eyes? I'm no longer paralyzed Here we go again
Crawlin', you come crawling to me I go crawling to you We come crawling You come crawling to me I go crawling to you
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Vincent Damon Furnier (Furnier Vincent D) (ACTRA PRS)Publicado em 1986ECAD verificado fonograma #1961761 em 02/Abr/2024