Priscilla — текст песни (Scorpions)

She likes it hot, she likes it humid
She likes my cake, and she`s not stupid
She likes my sugar, she likes my bread
I`m ready to attack
She comes at night, when I`m asleep
Without a sound, just like a thief
She comes to crawl, under my bed
I`m ready to attack
Priscilla oh Priscilla
You last resistant chiller
Priscilla oh Priscilla
Tonight I`m going to kill ya
She lives in my kitchen
Down in the shade
She likes leftovers
And throwaways
I`m on a diet
And she is fat
I`m ready to attack
Priscilla oh Priscilla
You last resistant chiller
Priscilla oh Priscilla
Tonight I`m going to kill ya
I can`t do it I can`t do it at all
She turns a man into killer
This cockroach named Priscilla
This cockroach named Priscilla
You`re gonna be here
You`re gonna be there
You`re gonna be everywhere
I`m coming after you
I`m coming after you
You`re gonna be now
You`re gonna be then
You`re gonna be out and in
I`m coming after you
I`m coming after you
You`re gonna be saint
You`re gonna be sin
You`re gonna lose and win
I`m coming after you
I`m coming after you
Priscilla oh Priscilla
Tonight I`m going to kill ya