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