Bloodsport Songtext
I want to be a kid again
Combed down hair and Sunday best
See me staying out bunking school
Knowing wrong from right just rules
I wish I'd never seen your face
"Better door than window" phase
I need an echo not your praise
Straying from the point you nailed
Combed down hair and Sunday best
See me staying out bunking school
Knowing wrong from right just rules
I wish I'd never seen your face
"Better door than window" phase
I need an echo not your praise
Straying from the point you nailed
My mother
my mother
my mother never told
My mother
my mother
my mother never told me
Love is just a bloodsport
Sex and love is not a game
A game is something you can win
And maybe something kind of fun
Cause love is just a bloodsport "son"
my mother
my mother never told
My mother
my mother
my mother never told me
Love is just a bloodsport
Sex and love is not a game
A game is something you can win
And maybe something kind of fun
Cause love is just a bloodsport "son"
CORNER, CHRIS / COVERDALE-HOWE, LIAM / PICKERING, IAN / CURRIE, WILLIAM / URE, MIDGE / EGAN, RUSTY / STRANGE, STEVE / ADAMSON, BARRY ANTHONY / MCGEOCH, JOHN ALEXANDER / TOMLINSON, DAVID
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© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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