Tekster: Guns'N'Roses. Live Era '87 - '93. Nightrain.

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Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight

Well I'm a west coast struttin'
One bad mother
Got a rattlesnake suitcase
Under my arm
Said I'm a mean machine
Been drinkin' gasoline
And honey you can make my motor hum
Well I got one chance left
In a nine live cat
I got a dog eat dog sly smile
I got a Molotov cocktail with a match to go
I smoke my cigarette with style
An I can tell you honey
You can make my money tonight

Wake up late honey put on your clothes
Take your credit card to the liquor store
That's one for you and two for me by tonight
I'll be loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight

I'm on the nightrain
Bottoms up
I'm on the nightrain
Fill my cup
I'm on the nightrain
Ready to crash and burn
I never learn
I'm on the nightrain
I love that stuff
I'm on the nightrain
I can never get enough
I'm on the nightrain
Never to return
No

Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Speedin' like a space brain
One more time tonight

I'm on the nightrain
(And I'm lookin' for some)
I'm on the nightrain
(So's I can leave this slum)
I'm on the nightrain
Ready to crash an' burn
Nightrain
(Bottoms up)
Ridin' the nightrain
(Fill my cup)
I'm on the nightrain
Never to return
Whoa yeah
Nightrain
(Love that stuff )
Ridin? the nightrain
(An I can never get enough)
Ridin' the nightrain
I guess I
I guess, I guess, I guess I never learn

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Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight

(Thanks to Celtic Guardian for these corrections)