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Whitesnake Kittens Got Claws

Walking down the street 
You're the center of my universe. 
You got the world in your pocket, 
My manhood in your purse. 
You ain't a bad girl, honey, 
No matter what the neighbours say, 
It's just that you were those skin-tight dresses 
With your G-string tuned to "A". 

Sweet, sweet, child of the street. 

Heaven sent, you're an angel dressed in black, 
Cool, stiletto strut, you're a drop jaw cardiac. 
You're the genuine, feline, prettiest girl I've ever seen, 
With your thief of hearts smile 
You're a certified pleasure machine. 

Sweet, sweet, child of the street. 

Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur, 
You get what you want 
With your pussy cat purr. 

But, the kittens got claws, 
She'll tear your heart out. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll scratch your back. 
The kittens got claws 
She'll tease an' please you. 
The kittens got claws, 
She's a heart attack. 

You treat me good, 
Sometimes you treat me bad, 
But, keep it up, honey, 
You're the best time I've ever had. 
No matter what you put me through I must confess, 
Oh, you got more style than a brand new XJS. 

Sweet, sweet, child of the street. 

Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur, 
You get what you want 
With your pussy cat purr. 

But, the kittens got claws, 
She'll tear your heart out. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll scratch your back. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll tease an' please you. 
The kittens got claws, 
She's a heart attack. 

(Solo) 

Walking down the street 
You're the center of my universe. 
You got the world in your pocket, 
My manhood in your purse. 
I know you ain't a bad girl, honey, 
No matter what the neighbours say, 
It's just that you were those skin-tight dresses 
With your G-string tuned to "A". 

Sweet, sweet, child of the street. 

Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur, 
You get what you want 
With your pussy cat purr. 

But, the kittens got claws, 
She'll tear your heart out. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll scratch your back. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll tease an' please you. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll blow your stack. 

The kittens got claws, 
She'll tear your heart out. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll scratch your back. 
The kittens got claws, 
She'll tease an' please you. 
The kittens got claws, 
She's a heart attack. 

You scratch my back, baby, 
An' I'll scratch yours. 
			


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