paroles de chanson Dead Ringer For Love - Dom Hartley-Harris feat. Danielle Steers & 'Bat Out Of Hell' Original Cast

Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar (go to the bar)
I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car (need a car)
You got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man, he doesn't live by rock 'n' roll and brew alone
Baby, baby
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
I know that you and I, oh we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do
Or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you, baby
But you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are
But you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
Ever since I can remember you been hanging around this joint
You are trying to look away but now you finally got the point
I don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do
But a girl, she doesn't live by only rock 'n' roll and brew
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
I know that you and I, oh we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do
Or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you, baby
But you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are
But you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
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Ooooh, You got the kind of legs that do more than walk
I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk
Listen, you got the kind of eyes that do more than see
You got a lot of nerve to come on to me
Oh, you got the kind of lips that do more than drink
You got the kind of mind that does less than think
But since I'm feeling kinda lonely and my defenses are low
Why don't you give it a shot and get it ready to go
I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction
I wanna tell my daddy I'll be missing in action
Ever since I can remember I've been hanging 'round this joint
My daddy never noticed now he'll finally get the point
You got me beggin' on my knees
C'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man, he doesn't live by rock 'n' roll and brew alone
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
I know that you and I oh we got better things to do
Rock 'n' roll and brew
Rock 'n' roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
I don't know who you are
Or what you do
Or where you go
When you're not around
I don't know anything about you, baby
But you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are
But you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
Dead ringer for love (Dead ringer)
Dead ringer for love (Dead ringer)
Dead ringer for love (Dead ringer)
Dead ringer for love (Dead ringer)