1971 Songtext
von Perry Blake
1971 Songtext
Throw away your suitcase
Come back to bed
There is nothing I wouldn′t do
For a girl in distress
I've loaded my weapon
I′m wearing my best
There is nothing I couldn't stoop to
For a girl in distress
Nothing I wouldn't stoop to
We are out in the hills now
Looking over the sea
There is nothing she wouldn′t do
To a man on his knees
Come back to bed
There is nothing I wouldn′t do
For a girl in distress
I've loaded my weapon
I′m wearing my best
There is nothing I couldn't stoop to
For a girl in distress
Nothing I wouldn't stoop to
We are out in the hills now
Looking over the sea
There is nothing she wouldn′t do
To a man on his knees
Writer(s): Graham Murphy, Kieran Martin Gorman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
