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Benatar Pat In The Heat Of The Night

A breathless drive on a downtown street Motorbike ride in the mid-day heat The dust that hung from the desert skies Run, though we run it still burned

with her vanity Wasted days and lonely nights Working for the sugar man, make each other happy man 'Cause satisfaction's guaranteed all night Drinking

then you ask yourself, is this where you belong? Is it right, or is it wrong? Does it matter what's right, In The Heat Of The Night? In The Heat Of The Night

then you ask yourself, is this where you belong? Is it right, or is it wrong? Does it matter what's right, In The Heat Of The Night? In The Heat Of The Night

: A breathless drive on a downtown street Motorbike ride in the mid-day heat The dust that hung from the desert skies Run, though we run it still burned

: Your love's contagious, one kiss is dangerous But I have more to risk, than you to lose I feel passion growing I know that love is only just one inch

: If it's getting harder to face everyday Don't Let It Show, Don't Let It Show Though it's getting harder to take what they say Just let it go And if

: You know and I know My Clone Sleeps Alone She's out on her own - forever She's programmed to work hard, she's never profane She won't go insane, not

with her vanity Wasted days and lonely nights Working for the sugar man Make each other happy man Cause satisfaction's guaranteed all night Drinking