Children of the night de White Snake
Letra de Children of the night
(coverdale/sykes)
I'm getting ready
i'm in the mood to fool around
it's time for action
now the boys are back in town
So turn up the music,
make it loud and proud
let's see reaction
let the spotlight hit the crowd
Don't hide what you feel inside,
don't let anybody stand in your way,
just let the music take you higher
Now are you ready to rock,
children of the night
are you ready to roll,
children of the night
You got the power,
i feel your fire in my soul
you got the fever,
'cos you were born to rock an' roll
don't run for cover,
i'm gonna show you what i've learned
just come a little closer,
come on an' get your fingers burned
Don't hide what you feel inside,
don't let anybody stand in your way,
just let the music take you higher.
Now are you ready to rock,
are you ready to roll,
are you ready to
Now are you ready to rock,
children of the night
are you ready to roll,
children of the night
I'm getting ready,
i'm in the mood to fool around
it's time for action,
'cos now the boys are back in town
Don't hide what you feel inside,
don't let anybody stand in your way,
just let the music take you higher.
Now are you ready to rock,
children of the night
are you ready to roll,
children of the night
Are you ready to rock,
children of the night
are you ready to roll,
children of the night
Are you ready to rock,
are you ready to roll,
children of the night
Just let the music take you
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