Tytuł: Young blood

• Wykonawca: Herbert Gronemeyer
• Wyświetleń: 291

  
   I kiss you hard, as hard as i can
  the camera above is zooming in
  get as excited as you like
  but don't you smudge my make-up
  
  you're lying here in my embrace
  you're completely naked, i'm stripped to the waist...
  don't you overdo it with the kiss
  i sing the chorus after this
  
  camera is focused on your leg
  your body heat will make the tv sweat
  with my hand a limpet on your ass
  this video will be high class
  
  now this scene is in the can
  you're standing in the corner in your leather pants
  and in slow motion all the buttons pop
  in close-up it's a super shot
  stilletto heels and bright red lips
  you're going to make my song a hit
  
  oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
  your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
  this is rock'n'roll
  the tears are streaming down your face
  'cos i'm gone though you begged me to stay
  that's the way it goes in every classic video
  
  now the scene moves to the lift
  the poison blonde, you're my birthday gift
  and your thighs are wrapped all around my hips
  the bump and grinding's such a trip
  
  my guitar is in my hand
  i'm pressing up against you, you can barely stand
  i've got to play a solo now and then
  don't look straight into the lens
  
  your eyes are locked upon my face
  you've never seen anything so great
  and the lift heaves up and down the shaft
  to prove how long my love will last
  you're stripping off your clothes, my god
  you love it when i sing so hard
  
  oh, young blood...
  
  now you're climbing back into your bra
  so stunned to see the way that i can play guitar
  
  oh, young blood...