Whitesnake - Young Blood Lyrics
(coverdale/marsden)If you feel the rolling thunderAn your eyes see lightning strike,Dont be afraid, just call on meIll bring you shelter from the nightWhen the wind is howlingIll hold you near,An soothe your troubled mindWith a little bit of this,An a little bit of thatIll make you leave all your worries behindDont try to hold on to what you got,cos I got what you needDont try to hold on, for anyone,Come on, give it to meYoungblood, youre hot property, youngbloodYoungblood, youre hot property, youngbloodYoungblood...When youre burning hot with feverAn you shake down to your bones,Dont get yourself into a cold sweatcos its just your bad blood throwing stonesThe devil has got your numberAn he wants you hanging on a line,But, before the night is over, babyIm gonna make you mineDont try to hold on to what you got,cos I got what you needDont try to hold on, for anyone,Come on, give it to meYoungblood, youre hot property, youngbloodYoungblood, youre hot property, youngbloodIm coming to get youDont try to hold on to what you got,cos I got what you needDont try to hold on, for anyone,Come on, give it to meYoungblood, youre hot property, youngblood...Im gonna make you mine...
