Eagles Goth

Look on the flip side

It coulda' gone real bad

The way I see this thing

It worked out all the better

The better best anyhow

And you know that you're so very precious to me

You know you're so high-class

Now I need to clear a few things up

I need to get my head clear

Need to clear the air

Should be clear I'm a cold, hard killer

Who's sophisticated with touch of high-class

A heart-breaker bringing death by sexy

A lady-killer, mama, in a rock n' roll band

Know I am a black-hearted devil, honey

I must admit you're really under my skin

But nothing's going on between us

If he thinks it is then I would feel so bad

But nothing's going on between us

If he thinks it is then I would feel so bad