Tekster:
Golden Earring To The Hilt

To the hilt You wann try A?A? wanna fly Right through the needles eye Wanna be chilled A?A? wanna be thrilled Press your luck right to the hilt Hey boy

From the Album: * To the hilt Not too serious Take that frown off your face I'll get furious Baby I'd like to see a change of looks Gimme pleasure You

From the Album: * To the hilt Gone - With the northern sun A?A'Cross that far horizon World of a thousand faces I can't find my oases There's a black

I?m standing on the clifftop, watchin? stormclouds grow It?s disappointment time again, I?ve been up here before The wind balloons my jacket, seabirds

Latin lightning strikes again Wilder than a hurricane He's counting on the dollars of you wealthy mothers Look at that gigolo go He's a devil, no pity

Gone, with the northern sun 'cross that far horizon World of a thousand faces I can't find my oases There's a black ice in the sky And wells are runnin

Wanna try, wanna fly Right through the needles eye Wanna be chilled, wanna be thrilled Press your luck right to the hilt Hey boy, quit that stare Get

I'm standing on the cliff top, watchin' storm clouds grow It's disappointment time again, I've been up here before The wind balloons my jacket, seabirds