of wonder Be the guardian of my soul Just a young man looking homeward Watching the sun go down again Across the water, the sun is shinin' But will it ever, will
I've spent close on sixteen years Watching your pretty flower grow Little girl, little girl, now tell me Everything you know About the oceans and the
She got everything I need She makes me smile, she makes me bleed 'Cos she's a woman She got the end, she got the means She's in my heart and in my dreams
, The way you shake your booty Gives your schoolgirl game away, yes it does You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter, An' you've just begun Sweet talker, bad daughter, An
me, shadows fall, Tho' day has just begun, I realise I'm on my own again. Memories of broken dreams, As distant as the sun, Are drifting like an echo
You never call me, babe until your man is gone I know it's you when I pick up the telephone You ask me how I am and if I'm doin' well When all you want
Said, I take what I want and I got my eye on you It's late in the evening, what are you gonna do I got the place, if you got the time I got the motion
my mind. I'm talking about sweet satisfaction, I'm ready an' willing, sweet satisfaction. I'm ready an' willing, sweet satisfaction. Sweet satisfaction, sweet satisfaction. I'm ready an' willing
mind. I'm talking about sweet satisfaction, I'm ready an' willing, sweet satisfaction. I'm ready an' willing, sweet satisfaction. Sweet satisfaction, sweet satisfaction. I'm ready an' willing
Oversættelse: Whitesnake. Ready An 'Willing.
: (David Coverdale, Bernie Marsden & Micky Moody) I was born under a bad sign, Left out in the cold I'm a lonely man who knows Just what it means to
you shake your booty Gives your schoolgirl game away, yes it does You're just a sweet talker, bad daughter, An' you've just begun Sweet talker, bad daughter, An
: (David Coverdale) I take what I want, And I got my eye on you It's late in the evening What are you gonna do I got the place, If you got the time
Tho' day has just begun, I realise I'm on my own again Memories of broken dreams, As distant as the sun, Are drifting like an echo in the wind Lord,
: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) You never call me, babe, Until your man is gone, I know it's you When I pick up the telephone You ask me how I am