作词 : 顾忠山 作曲 : 顾忠山 You walk through any door in town. You look the whole place up and down. You’re at that perfect age. A beast out of its cage, And the game is on.
Young and trim and confident. Got your tight green jeans money well spent. There’s a place around the bend Where the party never ends Gonna get some skin
Hearts in hand our souls on fire A pretty pretense for desire And when it comes down to denial You look to what’s out there for hire Doesn’t matter what is said As long as it ends in the bed And with tomorrow comes a new day The past is wiped clean from your head
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
Heaven is a place on earth, When you know how much your money’s worth. But the writing on the wall Says a catch on down the hall Is lingering.
One foot halfway down the grave And your arm ‘round something half your age She’s waiting on the will You’re a walking dollar bill That don’t matter none
Life is full of simple pleasures You roam the streets for hidden treasures No restraints you’re on your own You left the wife and kids back home Alpha male, got the pick of the den It’s sweeter than it’s ever been But watch yourself one day you’ll wake To the sound of wedding bells again
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
You know our love is only as deep as your pockets That don’t stop it And I know my beauty’s only skin deep and as time goes on Eyes will wander on
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
作词 : 顾忠山 作曲 : 顾忠山 You walk through any door in town. You look the whole place up and down. You’re at that perfect age. A beast out of its cage, And the game is on.
Young and trim and confident. Got your tight green jeans money well spent. There’s a place around the bend Where the party never ends Gonna get some skin
Hearts in hand our souls on fire A pretty pretense for desire And when it comes down to denial You look to what’s out there for hire Doesn’t matter what is said As long as it ends in the bed And with tomorrow comes a new day The past is wiped clean from your head
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
Heaven is a place on earth, When you know how much your money’s worth. But the writing on the wall Says a catch on down the hall Is lingering.
One foot halfway down the grave And your arm ‘round something half your age She’s waiting on the will You’re a walking dollar bill That don’t matter none
Life is full of simple pleasures You roam the streets for hidden treasures No restraints you’re on your own You left the wife and kids back home Alpha male, got the pick of the den It’s sweeter than it’s ever been But watch yourself one day you’ll wake To the sound of wedding bells again
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
You know our love is only as deep as your pockets That don’t stop it And I know my beauty’s only skin deep and as time goes on Eyes will wander on
Oh-ah on the low down low down Yellow fever don’t slow down
