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Death Trip - Iggy and the Stooges
Lyrics by：Iggy Pop
Composed by：James Williamson
A girl will steer you wrong
A song can drive you blind
I move to master my machine
And I will not stand in line
Sick boy, sick boy, going wrong
Memory losing grip
Baby, I wanna take you out with me
Come along on my death trip
Come on my death trip
Honey honey, honey my death trip
Tell me, do you care for me?
Once I cared for you
Honey, come and be my enemy so I can love you true
A sick boy, sick boy, fading out, learning to be cruel
Baby, whip me in the heat
Turn me loose on you
Loose on you, honey, loose on you
Honey, loose on you, honey, loose on you
Turn me, turn me loose on you
Turn me, baby, loose on you
Turn me
Said I'm with you, you're with me
Honey, we're going down in history
Said I'm with you, you're with me
Honey, we're going down in history
We're going down, we're going down
We're going down, we're going down
We're going down, we're going down
Blow my cool, bite my lip
See me through on my death trip
Free this slave, hear me sing
You can save me, everything
Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me
I say I'll stick you, you stick me
I say I'll stick you, you stick me
Say I'll rip you, you rip me
