A run down saloon
I'm the only one left
Those batwing doors could never
Hold you back
White leather boots
Razor-like spurs
I'm counting your steps
Until you breathe down my neck
Bad to the bone
I won't make it home alive
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
Ripped denim shorts
Wrapped you in tight
Sit down next to me
I know the damage is done, right?
Your looks are lethal
Thick hair - frayed rope
A mouth made of buckskin
And a serpentine tongue
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
I want you to rattle my cage
Run your venom through my veins
And then everything will start to fade
There is no escaping you
No escape
From you
I wish I could run
Well, it's too late for that
Snakebite Video (MV)
Performed By: Di-rect
Language: English
Length: 3:23
Written by: Frans Zoest, Guus van der Steen, Jamie Westland, Marcel Veenendaal, Niels Zuiderhoek, Van Wageningen
Di-rect - Snakebite Lyrics
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A run down saloon
I'm the only one left
Those batwing doors could never
Hold you back
White leather boots
Razor-like spurs
I'm counting your steps
Until you breathe down my neck
Bad to the bone
I won't make it home alive
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
Ripped denim shorts
Wrapped you in tight
Sit down next to me
I know the damage is done, right?
Your looks are lethal
Thick hair - frayed rope
A mouth made of buckskin
And a serpentine tongue
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
I want you to rattle my cage
Run your venom through my veins
And then everything will start to fade
There is no escaping you
No escape
From you
I wish I could run
Well, it's too late for that
I'm the only one left
Those batwing doors could never
Hold you back
White leather boots
Razor-like spurs
I'm counting your steps
Until you breathe down my neck
Bad to the bone
I won't make it home alive
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
Ripped denim shorts
Wrapped you in tight
Sit down next to me
I know the damage is done, right?
Your looks are lethal
Thick hair - frayed rope
A mouth made of buckskin
And a serpentine tongue
You're like a snakebite
But you're sweet like applejack
Wish I could run
But it's too late for that
Driving me mad
Cause you're bad medicine
Wish I could run
But I'm a sucker for your sin
I want you to rattle my cage
Run your venom through my veins
And then everything will start to fade
There is no escaping you
No escape
From you
I wish I could run
Well, it's too late for that
Writer: Frans Zoest, Guus van der Steen, Jamie Westland, Marcel Veenendaal, Niels Zuiderhoek, Van Wageningen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM Publishing, Peermusic Publishing