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Chop, Chop, Chop - Alice Cooper
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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Raise Your Fist And Yell
Année de sortie : 1987
| Label : Barclay
Some people call me the Creeper
'Cuz they don't know my name or face
I got 'em running in circles
Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
I'm a lonely hunter
City full of game
Walkin' in the neon lights
Chop, chop, chop - engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop - it's a symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop
Some people call me the Ripper
Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen
She's just a celluloid stripper
Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream
Women on the streets
Want money when we meet
I take them for a little ride
Chop, chop, chop - an engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop - it's a symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop
She was standing on the corner
With her bright red lips
Her face was so white and pale, so pale
She had a black leather skirt
That was tight to her hips
And an anklette with a name
It spelled M-A-R-Y... Gail
Gail
Gail
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