Teksty piosenek Eagles of Death Metal

Eagles of Death Metal

Bad Dream Mama

Now, don't you worry 'bout a thing

It's just a bad dream mama

So, let's get ourselves together and roll

I'm just a mean machine so tight and skinny

And my hands are clean

If you want to come then you can spend my money

I've got a sixth sense you're a man-eating woman

So sophisticated, so LA

Don't try to be too smart

You might just find you'll miss the best part

I'm here right now, I want to be your monkey