Alice Cooper – Son Of Billion Dollar Babies scritto da admin 19 Gennaio 2016 Billion dollar baby Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel, Grimy as an alley Loves me like no other lover Billion dollar baby Rubber little monster, baby, I adore you Man or woman living couldn’t love me like you, baby We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky If I’m too rough tell me I’m so scared your little head will come off in my hands Billion dollar baby I got you in the dimestore, No other little girl could ever hold you Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby Billion dollar baby Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe Foaming like a dog that’s been infected by the rabies We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky If I’m too rough, tell me I’m so scared your little head will come off in my hands Million dollar baby Billion dollar baby Trillion dollar baby Zillion dollar baby