The revolving door I'm stuck in it, my love Your cold, cold heart that never opens And never tires What chance do I have? What chance do I have? Your
Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door Some ladies never come back most come back for more I've got a house in the hills with a door that spins
You slit your own throat You won?t be around for long Though not a dying breed Cause they?ll always be a market for greed And they?ll always be someone
Spendin' the afternoon in a slowly revolving door They fill the place with laughing gas Put your face against the glass See the world slowly pass by you
CHORUS: Now Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I?ve got a house in the hills With a door
We met in the tall day We spoke in a hallway We clicked in a small way And you were gone But I had a feeling We would dance on the ceiling And plant our
Vertaling: American Music Club. Die draaideur.
Vertaling: Crazy Town. Draaideur.
Vertaling: Geconfectioneerde. Draaideur.
Vertaling: Soulwax. Spandeer die middag in 'n stadig draaideur.
: CHORUS: Now Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I?ve got a house in the hills With
CHORUS: Now Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I?ve got a house in the hills With a
I can?t give you a sign Signs to show you what?s leaping in my mind Since the days we?ve been togther Everything fell into place Don?t cry my dear You
You can tell me everything But I am not listening I won?t be under your spell Rather I would walk through hell Did I call for your advice? Or did anyone
Why don't it hurt When I'm alone Why am I here when it doesn't feel like home why don't you care when I'm right there do you feel anything at all At
I?m waking up on (a) Sunday morning I hear voices without a warning They tell me to look around I?m so shocked of what I found I was dancing down to
You?re feeling now what she?d never guess Affiliation is no longer blessed Suffering game filled with empty bliss your ignorance makes her sick She won
You're eaten up with envy That makes us proud and angry And so you fortify ourselves You try to paint our name black But we are tough not to crack Now
