Тексты песен «Vains Of Jenna»

Yea Yea.. Yea... She's a love machine Doin' her rattlesnake dance, with her sex appeal Your little honey is the talk of the town When she's down on her knees She's easy to please You better lock her up and get rid of...

Come on everybody, let's go! Oh yea! She is like a machine, yea! That's why i fell in love Everyday is like a dream No I'm running wild because i got blind Oh girl, oh yea Things got to change Now days she's an...

Yea!! Now that i have found myself You try to put me down You fill me up with cyanide But i spit your lies right back! Your empty words are choking me And your silence makes me scream I'm in a lifetime padded cell

My memories they set me on fire! Baby, baby A little bit higher! Up, down Sreaming all along Yea! Come on baby, GET ON THE RIDE Come on baby, GET ON THE RIDE! Nasty woman at the door Let her in, give her some...

Sexy sugar on the subway train It's all about the money, all about the money Cocaine habit just to ease the pain And to face away again! I took my shit and left a message to A lonely kid screamin', it's all about...

1,2,3,4!! Road trip, of the late at night Getting wasted, do my last line Yea! Goin' in my chevy Gonna bottom up heavy Light my cigarette and feelin' fine I tell you what I want I wanna burn out of control...

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the driving rain, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right. I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas! Gas! Gas! I was raised by a...

Deep lines, broken smile Nothings gonna change but the burn Ring of fire kept me alive Been LIT UP/LET DOWN Always in the same 'ol mood Dressed in black i'm walkin' the line Oh! Oh! Tried to make it all on my own...

Woah! Oh Yea! Janey's comin' home on a saturday night Move to the city, partying all the time This is what she wants, this is all she needs Full blown make-up and her trashy jeans Down in the city things were...

Woah! Oh Yea! Janey's comin' home on a saturday night Move to the city, partying all the time This is what she wants, this is all she needs Full blown make-up and her trashy jeans Down in the city things were...

All those lines i've written, are they really true? Are those scribbled lines, how i felt for you? Emotions became lust when i tasted fame I can't hold back, i'm just playing the game I lied to my diary so i could...

All those lines i've written, are they really true? Are those scribbled lines, how i felt for you? Emotions became lust when i tasted fame I can't hold back, i'm just playing the game I lied to my diary so i could...