Traducció: Joan Jett and the Blackhearts. Nitetime (de l'àlbum).
: When you were down they were never there When you're all alone you really get to learn If you get back up they gonna come around All the sycophants
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood with your can of tasty foam All those beat up friends of mine got to get you in their books And lead guitars and
door And I was tossin' and turnin' Turnin' and tossin' Tossin' and turnin' all night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I was tossin' and turnin'' Turnin' and tossin' Tossin' and
you're too hard Late at night, I kill the light but I'm still awake Now I'm afraid, I been waitin' I'm sick and tired of masterbatin' So confused, with love an' hate and
a little girl in love staring at a penthouse suite Waiting for the star above to come and join her On the street Maybe he'll want some company and she
And I don't wanna get burned I love playing with fire And I don't think I'll ever learn My heart is aching to see you play And I can't wait till another
dreamed for the choosin' You never had enough the way you Made life rough sent me cruzin' I gave a disposition 'bout your rotten Disposition you're a loser and
: Don't wanna leave you again baby But ya know I have to someday Don't wanna be alone again baby But I know we found our own way We hold ourselves together
: When the fightin' started you turned your head You left me stranded like I was dead You run for cover when the Heat is on Show your colors Now you'
Just wait and see Yeah there's no protection This whole deception Is killing me Look what we got It's not what it seems to be Take aim and fire Gotcha
: Let me go Out with you Let me go Out with you Let me go Out with you Stop stop Stop stop Let me go Stop stop Stop stop Let me go Stop stop Stop
: Same old story life is so unfair It's a burden we just have to bare But I'm with him and you're with her There's nothin' else to do Have to hide my
lose control and take it out on you But there are things I can't explain Like havin' dreams come true While all the world Is sad and cold Look at me and
You grew up on Sutton Place I was from Times Square Nothing mattered when we met It was our own affair But there were things that made it rough And though
to be a skinny one Different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby Ooh sha sha We gotta live together I am no better and
: Don't you be nervous baby I didn't come to bring you down This is so natural baby Just let my love turn you around This twisted love affair Could really
