作词 : Blackmore, Gillan, Glover Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And none of us could reach that high She came on like a teaser I had to touch and please her Enjoy a little paradise The lock was in my pocket When Lucy met the rocket She never knew the reason why I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return And now you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry Had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At city club were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her BentleySuddenly she feels so young I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running No it's not against the law The point of no return Now how you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And one of us could reach that high I can't deny it With that smile on my face Oh oh, it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming Knocking at your door You know it's no good running No it's knocking at your door Knockin' at your back door
作词 : Blackmore, Gillan, Glover Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And none of us could reach that high She came on like a teaser I had to touch and please her Enjoy a little paradise The lock was in my pocket When Lucy met the rocket She never knew the reason why I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return And now you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry Had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At city club were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her BentleySuddenly she feels so young I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running No it's not against the law The point of no return Now how you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And one of us could reach that high I can't deny it With that smile on my face Oh oh, it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming Knocking at your door You know it's no good running No it's knocking at your door Knockin' at your back door
