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Lita Ford - Stiletto lyrics



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01. Your Wake Up Call

Music & lyrics by Mike Chapman, David Ezrin, Lita Ford, Myron Grombacher, Don Nossov
[Instrumental]

02. Hungry

Music & lyrics by Michael Dan Ehmig, Lita Ford
My nylons are melting down my legs
Your heart is pounding at my throat
I can't catch my breath
I lost it when your fingertips
Ran down my back and up my neck
Your kiss makes me feel like this

I'm so hungry for your sex
I'm so hungry for your sex
I got an appetite for love tonight
I wanna taste your sweet thing
I wanna feel the sting of your sex, of your sex

My body all painted lipstick red
We ripped the sheets right off the bed
My fingernails left fiery trails
Across your back, oh, tell me baby
How'd you like that little pussycat scratch

I'm so hungry for your sex
I'm so hungry for your sex
I got an appetite for love tonight
I wanna taste your sweet thing
I wanna feel the sting of your sex, of your sex
I'm so hungry for your sex

I'm so hungry for your sex
I'm so hungry for your sex
I got an appetite for love tonight
I wanna taste your sweet thing
I wanna feel the sting of your sex, of your sex
I'm so hungry for your...

03. Dedication

Music & lyrics by Mike Chapman
Heart and soul I love you so much
Body and soul I want you too
Heart and soul I love you too much
And this I dedicate to you

I need your love
I need your kisses, yeah
I need your hot, hot love
I need your wet, wet kisses, yeah

I love you

Heart and soul I love you so much
Body and soul I want you too
Heart and soul I love you too much
And this I dedicate to you

Dedicate this

I need your face
I need your wild, wild eyes
I need your hands, your fingers
With your hands creeping down my thighs, oh, yeah!

Heart and soul I love you so much
Body and soul I want you too
Heart and soul I love you too much
And this I dedicate to you , oh, yeah!

Heart and soul I love you so much
Body and soul I want you too
Heart and soul I love you too much
And this I dedicate to you

Heart and soul I love you so much
Body and soul I want you too
Heart and soul I love you too much
And this I dedicate to you

04. Stiletto

Music & lyrics by Lita Ford, Holly Knight
What am I going to do with my poisoned heart
Why'd you have to leave your mark
I could not resist your seduction
I was a virgin
You were the steel
You're coming in and you don't care how it feels

Hey, Stiletto
You're much too dangerous
You might look glamorous
But I know you could cut me

Hey, Stiletto
I'll be your sacrifice
You wanna take a bite
And you know how to cut me
You know how to cut me

What am I gonna say when you've had enough
I feel like I've been betrayed
Go sharpen your blade on someone else
You were the weapon
I was the prey
And you won't have it any other way

Hey, Stiletto
You're much too dangerous
You might look glamorous
But I know you could cut me
Hey, Stiletto
I'll be your sacrifice
You wanna take a bite
You know how to cut me
You know how to cut me

You were the one in my fantasy
I really thought I could make you love me
You must find pleasure in cruelty
It's too deep for me
It's a mystery

Hey, Stiletto
You're much too dangerous
You might look glamorous
But I know you could cut me

Hey, Stiletto
I'll be your sacrifice
You wanna take a bite
You know how to cut me
Hey, Stiletto

You're much too dangerous
You might look glamorous
But I know you could cut me

Hey, Stiletto
I'll be your sacrifice
You wanna take a bite
You know how to cut me

You know how to cut me

05. Lisa

Music & lyrics by Michael Dan Ehmig, Lita Ford
Lisa, you are the shelter for my soul
Lisa, you heal my heart when I lose control
As I let my fingers trace
Each time worn line on your face
I know only love creates a masterpiece like you
I know it's true

Lisa, Lisa, say you're going to live forever
Lisa, Lisa, we're never gonna say goodbye
Only you know who I am
Only you really understand
Nothing's going to take you away

Lisa, I know we live in different worlds
Lisa, I will always be your little girl
And on a stormy night
You built a rainbow to my door
I'll always remember you

Lisa, Lisa, say you're going to live forever
Lisa, Lisa, we're never gonna say goodbye
Only you know who I am
Only you really understand
Nothing's going to take you away from me

06. The Ripper

Music & lyrics by Lita Ford, David Ezrin
Hey!
Like a shadow in the night
Molested by his sight
He's come to get you

Sharper than cold steel
He's gonna show you how it feels
Ain't that a sight
Nothin' you can do

You were so special that he drug you straight to hell
Like all the other bad girls
He'll rip your heart, he won't let go
He wants your soul to keep

Spreading his disease
He'll bring you to your knees
Destroys all he sees,
He's the Ripper

Terror in the streets
Enough to make you scream
He's all you'll ever need,
He's the Ripper

Standing face to face
I get a little taste of his venom
I feel it in my veins
I cannot break the chains
I'm in heaven

I was so special that he drug me straight to hell
Like all the other bad girls
He'll rip my heart, he won't let go
He wants my soul to keep

Spreading his disease
He'll bring you to your knees
Destroys all he sees,
He's the Ripper

Terror in the streets
Enough to make you scream
He's all you'll ever need,
The Ripper

Now he's taken me
He wants me for his queen
For all eternity,
He's the Ripper

07. Big Gun

Music & lyrics by Lita Ford, Myron Grombacher, Don Nossov
I heard about ya from a girl backstage
You were packin' it with nothin' but you carried a 12 gauge

Everybody told me stay away from this dude
He's got a nasty reputation, too many tattoos
I said, "Hey, say what?"

I hear you carry a big gun, wild one, yeah
You wanna show me something
Big Gun, you're not the only one
I'm never shotgun shy

I'm just a troubleshooter lookin' for something sweet
I looked hard and I saw you coming
Bang, bang, you're in love

Some like it hot, some like it smooth
Every cock on the walk has got something to prove
Hey little rooster you can take what I'm giving
Got my tongue in my cheek makin' noise for a livin'

I guess it's pony time

I hear you carry a big gun, wild one, hey
You better show me something
Big gun, you're not the only one
I'm never shot gun shy

I'm just a troubleshooter lookin' for something sweet
Big gun
I looked hard and I saw you comin'
Bang, bang, you're in love

"Hey man, I gotta tell ya.
I really like those boots you're wearing.
What size are they?"
"Well, you know..."

"They look awfully large."
"It kind of runs in the family."
"It runs in your family!"
"Yeah, it runs in the family, mama."

"Well... my, my! What, big, eyes you have."
"The better to, ah, ahhhhhh..."
"Hey, man does that thing come with a key?"
"No, honey, you just kick it over."

Big gun, baby
Big gun, baby
Big gun, baby
Big gun, baby
Big gun, baby...

08. Only Women Bleed

Music & lyrics by Alice Cooper, Dick Wagner
Man's got his woman
To take his seed
He got the power
She got the need

She spends her life through
Pleasin' up a man
She feeds his dinner on
Anything she can

She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all

Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed

Man makes your hair grey
He's your life's mistake
All you're really looking for
Is an even break

He lies right at you
Ya know ya hate this game
Slaps you once in a while
And you live and love in pain

She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all

Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed

Man's got his woman
To take his seed
He got the power
She got the need

She spends her life through
Pleasin' up a man
She feeds his dinner on
Anything she can

She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all

Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed

Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime, clean up this grime
And you there, down on your knees
Beggin' me please, come watch me bleed

Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed

09. Bad Boy

Music & lyrics by Lita Ford, Mark Spiro
7 o'clock and I'm hangin' here
Thinking where I'd rather be
The same ol' dive and the same ol' jerks
Are tryin' to take a piece of me
I think I need a hit, 'cause I'm sick of this shit
I guess there's only one thing I need
Hey there, sugar baby
Won't you come and rescue me

Be my bad boy
Be my love thing
Be my holy roller
When I can't get enough
I need my bad boy to shake me up

Gotta get out, I gotta get out
I get a little tired of the same ol' jive
I need a real hellcat to show me where it's at
And push me into overdrive
I gotta knack for destruction
With you it's all or nothin'
I guess there's only one thing I need
Hey there, sugar baby
Won't you come and rescue me

Be my bad boy
Be my love thing
Be my holy roller
When I can't get enough
I need my bad boy to shake me up

One kiss, one night
One touch, one bite
It's never too much
It's never too tight

No one else come close
To your perfection
No one else but me
Could be your resurrection

Hey there, sugar baby
Won't you come and rescue me

Be my bad boy

Be my bad boy
Be my love thing
Be my holy roller
When I can't get enough
Be my bad boy
Be my love thing
Be my holy roller
When I can't get enough
Be my bad boy

Be my bad boy
When I can't get enough
Be my bad boy...

10. Aces & Eights

Music & lyrics by Lita Ford, Myron Grombacher, Kevin Savigar
We only take what we need
In black and white
The city bleeds

Love cuts you down to the bone
And walks these streets
With the eyes of a hunter

Bad blood flows from
The father to the son
How red the river runs, yeah

Love was the law
For sinners and saints
Dead man's hand holds
Aces & Eights

We're bound by wire, blood and fate
Hanging on to nothing
Aces & Eights

We let each other bleed
And watch our bones
Fall in the dust
You can hear the children howl
It's all they see
In the hour of the wolf

Bad blood flows from
The father to the son
How red the river runs, yeah

Love was the law
For sinners and saints
The dead man's hand holds
Aces & Eights

We're bound by wire, blood and fate
Hanging on to nothing

Love was the law
Sinners and saints
Dead man's hand holds
Aces & Eights

We're bound by wire, blood and fate
Hanging on to nothing
Hey, Aces & Eights

Daytime
Nighttime
Standing in line
At the border
I wanna lay down the law
I wanna tell 'em how it should be

Bad blood flows from
The father to the son
How red the river runs, yeah
Love was the law

Love was the law
For sinners and saints
The dead man's hand holds
Aces & Eights

We're bound by wire, blood and fate
Hanging on to nothing

Love was the law
For sinners and saints
The dead man's hand holds
Aces & Eights

We're bound by wire, blood and fate
Hanging on to nothing
Aces & Eights

Hey, Aces & Eights
Hey, Aces & Eights
Uw, yeah, Aces & Eights
Aces & Eights

11. Cherry Red

Music & lyrics by Michael Dan Ehmig, Lita Ford
She don't want no toy boy, joy boy
Licking all around her candy shop
No fast gun, hit and run
Shoot 'em up the middle and watch 'em drop

Bang, bang, get it up rock and roll
Are you up for the hunt, now ready to go
Mouth to mouth, cheek to cheek
She's burning up, she's cherry sweet

All right
All night
If you think you can make it
Think you can take it
Gotta get naked
Well, paint it

Cherry red
Oh, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry Red
Oh, won't you paint it cherry red

Now juicy Lucy
Cream of the crop, she's in love with a chump
She caught him, she's on it
She put him in a hot seat, cooked him up

Big shock light 'em up, watch 'em glow
Pretty little wild thing don't say no
Lips to lips, skin on skin
Pull the switch and let the fun begin

All right
All night
Do you wanna get lucky
Wanna color the monkey

Then paint it
Cherry red
Oh, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Oh, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Oh, won't you paint it cherry red

Paint it
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it cherry red
Cherry red
Ah, won't you paint it, paint it
Cherry red
Cherry red

12. Outro

Music & lyrics by David Ezrin, Lita Ford, Myron Grombacher, Don Nossov
[Instrumental]