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Текстове на песни: Cher. Dead Ringer For Love.

Meatloaf: Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar

I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I 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, 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 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



Cher: Ever since I can remember you been hanging 'round this joint

You been 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



Cher and Meatloaf: 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 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



Meatloaf: Ooh you got the kind of legs that do more than walk


Cher: I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk

Meatloaf: Listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see

Cher: You got a lotta nerve to come on to me

Meatloaf: You got the kind of lips that do more than drink

Cher: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 we give it a shot and get it ready to go

I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction

I want to 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

Meatloaf: 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



Cher and Meatloaf: Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew

I know that you and I 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