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Benatar Pat In The Heat Of The Night

Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid You're the right kind of sinner, to release my

You keep tellin' me don't hang around While you play around with the clowns that you found It ain't right Now and then I get tired of the sound of you

A breathless drive on a downtown street Motorbike ride in the mid-day heat The dust that hung from the desert skies Run, though we run it still burned

If it's getting harder to face everyday Don't Let It Show, Don't Let It Show Though it's getting harder to take what they say Just let it go And if it

with her vanity Wasted days and lonely nights Working for the sugar man Make each other happy man Cause satisfaction's guaranteed all night Drinking