Tina Turner — Fruits of the Night

Dangles of dust itching for the last Goes around, dum, dum Shadows go out, streets come alive Shake some phone for relight it on And I check in someone I thought Someone the same I give you hand Then I'll be waiting, showing no game But here's no prey, should be Fruits of the night Got hard it slow when it's not I got my fruits of the night Oh, that's get so dumb So romantic Wicked princess wanna the best All dressed down to get up the prince And I'm becoming smile, running wild Hey, don't you know You got caught it, yeah, yeah And I'll beware you wanna that And she wanna sale, I give you hand And I check in showing no game Where ain't flame there's just stop here Fruits of the night Got hard it slow when it's not I got my fruits of the night Oh, that's get so dumb So romantic Ooh, what you need that special key You're so weird down on your knees Going for this, dying for that But that's just normal cigarette Fruits of the night Got hard it slow but it's not Fruits of the night Just a photo So romantic Fruits of the night I got my fruits of the night, yeah Fruits of the night Got my fruits of the night, yeah Do, do, do, yeah Fruits of the night I got my fruits of the night, yeah Fruits of the night Got my fruits of the night, yeah Do, do do do do, do do do, do Do, do do do do, do do do, do Do, do do do do, do do do, do Do, do do do do do do do do, wow Yeah Do, do do do do, do do do, do Do, do do do do, do do do, do Fruits of the night Got my fruits of the night