Lou Reed - Kicks Lyrics
Hey man, whats your styleHow you get your kicks for livingHey man, whats your styleHow you get your adrenalin flowing nowHow you get your adrenalin flowingHey man, whats your styleI love the way, try to call nowHey man, whats your styleI aint jealous of the way youre livingI aint jealous of the way youre livingWhen you cut that dude with just a little maniaYou did it so, ... ahWhen the blood comma down his neck ...Dont you know it was better than sex, now, now, nowIt was way better than getting meancause it was, the final thing to do, nowGet somebody to come on to youAnd then you just get somebody toTo now, now, come on to youAnd then you kill em, yeahYou kill em, now, now, cause I need kicks ...Im getting bored, I need, need, need, need now, now some kicksOh, give it, give it, give it, give it to me now, now, kicksHey man, whats your styleHow you get your kicks for livingHey man, whats your styleHow you get your adrenalin flowing now, now, now, now, nowHow you get your adrenalin flowingHey man, whats your styleYou know, I love the way you drive your car nowHey man, whats your styleI aint jealous of the way youre livingAint jealous of, now, now, the way youre livingHey, newspaper ...You did it so, wow, crudely, nowWith that blood coming down his chestIt was way better than sex, now, nowIt was way better than getting meanIt was the final thing to doGet somebody to came, come on to you, thenGet somebody to, ah, come on to youBetter kill them nowBetter kill him now, nowYeah, yeah, yeah, kill him now, nowcause I need kicksI need some kicksIm getting boredI need, need, need, need, need, need, need some kicksYeah, need, need, need, need, need, need, need some kicksOh, give it now, kicksYeah, need some kicksYeah, need some k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k, kicksOh, give it me now, nowKicks, kicks, kicks, kicks ...
