Tekst
Not my time on the bottom line
What story there is to tell
Reach out to someone, killed by another
Cold nightmare and hell
Rascals known like a social disease
Really knows she can do what you please
I can't find my real debris
But I've gotta work it out
There's a woman in town
She's been around
She seems to be unreal
Knows the name, knows the game
Knows how to make you feel
Moves like a trap that's on the ground
Bludgeoned with the pain whether you scream or howl
I just gotta work it out
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes
You want yours
You know I want mine
Work it out or draw the line
Got no time to take it to the case
We don't care, our candy's late
You call your shots and I'll call mine
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes
My way. your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes tonight
My way, your way
Anything goes
