Letra de Hard Act To Follow
You're a hard act to follow Such a fine lookin' fellow I hear your belly is yellow You're a hard act to swallowKinda makes me sick The way you turn those tricks C'mon light it up I wanna feel the rushI'll be shootin' for thrills when I walk out that door You say it's hard to care anymoreKills, thrills and Sunday pills (woah) I'm on a mission to kill, still, 'cause nothing thrills (woah)You want your Coke and Hoochie I want my milk and cookies You know your eyes look pretty I think your eyes look prettyI'll be shootin' for thrills when I walk out that door You say it's hard to care anymoreKills, thrills and Sunday pills (woah) I'm on a mission to kill, still, 'cause nothing thrills (woah) I can't help missing ya' still, will, I always will (yeah) Thrills, kills and Sunday pills (woah) AlrightI'll be shootin' for thrills when I walk out that door Don't turn around and say you need me anymore Poppin' pieces of pills up off lounge room floor You say it's hard to care anymoreKills, thrills and Sunday pills (woah) I'm on a mission to kill, still, 'cause nothing thrills ('cause nothing thrills) I guess I'm missing ya still, will, I always will (yeah) (Can't miss you still, can't miss you still) Thrills, kills and Sunday pills (woah) Alright