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MEAN STREAK (Blackmore/Glover/Gillan)
She came home last night rotten rolling drunk
She talk no sense but she sound good so she think
So I reached over and said Hello
Is there some planet you'd care to go
And she said Venus on the rocks.
She got a mean streak
Black Mamba don't compete
She got a mean streak
Temptation bitter sweet.
She drives me crazy gets inside my brain
She spend my money down a drain
So I roll over for my reward
How much can I afford
And she says just a little more.
I can't take this no more
I tried so hard but I can't get thru' the door
Because one smile from those eyes
And I stand there paralysed
And she says
Beg for more get down sucka you know what I like
Oh hang on.
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