Текст песни Kicks - Lou Reed
Hey
man,
what's
your
style
How
you
get
your
kicks
for
living
Hey
man,
what's
your
style
How
you
get
your
adrenalin
flowing
now
How
you
get
your
adrenalin
flowing
Hey
man,
what's
your
style
I
love
the
way,
try
to
call
now
Hey
man,
what's
your
style
I
ain't
jealous
of
the
way
you're
living
I
ain't
jealous
of
the
way
you're
living
When
you
cut
that
dude
with
just
a
little
mania
You
did
it
so
. ah
When
the
blood
comma'
down
his
neck
Don't
you
know
it
was
better
than
sex,
now,
now,
now
It
was
way
better
than
getting
mean
'Cause
it
was
the
final
thing
to
do,
now
Get
somebody
to
come
on
to
you
And
then
you
just
get
somebody
to
.
To
now,
now,
come
on
to
you
And
then
you
kill
them
You
kill
them,
now,
now,
cause
I
need
kicks
...
I'm
getting
bored,
I
n-n-n-need
now,
now
some
kicks
Oh,
give
it,
give
it,
give
it
to
me
now,
kicks
You
know,
I
love
the
way
you
drive
your
car
now
Hey
man,
what's
your
style
I
ain't
jealous
of
the
way
you're
living
Ain't
jealous
of
the
way
you're
living
When
your
slayed
that
cat
that
night
You
did
it
so
crudely,
now
With
that
blood
coming
down
his
chest
It
was
way
better
than
sex,
now,
now
It
was
way
better
than
getting
mean
It
was
the
final
thing
to
do
Get
somebody
to
came,
come
on
to
you,
then
Get
somebody
to
come
on
to
you
Better
kill
them
now
Better
kill
him
now,
now
Yeah,
kill
him
now,
now
Kill
him
now,
now
'Cause
I
need
kicks
Yeah,
n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need
some
kicks
N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need
some
kicks
Oh
come
on,
give
me
kicks
Kicks,
kicks
...
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