Letra de Got Me Under Pressure
She likes wearin' lipstick She likes French cuisine But she won't let me use my passion, Unless it's in a limousineShe got me under pressure She got me under pressureShe likes the art museum She don't like Pavlov's dog She fun at the mind museum She likes it in a London fogShe don't like other women She likes whips and chains She likes cocaine And flippin' out with Great Danes She's about all I can handle It's too much for my brainIt's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure Yeeow!I'm gonna give her a message And here's what I'm gonna say It's all over! She might get out a nightstick And hurt me real, real bad By the roadside in a ditchIt's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure Oh!