Behind The Eight Ball Songtext
von Stacey Q
Behind The Eight Ball Songtext
Seven times I′ve been cheated
Out of the life I'm destined to live
I refuse to break, I′ve learned the hard way
You're never but more than you make
In the heat of the moment
When you're walking on thin ice
You gotta shoot to kill, it′s never a cheap thrill
You can′t afford to think twice
(Behind the eight ball)
(ou better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you've got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
When I′m playing the odds
You know, I don't play the fool
So, rack ′em up, I'm ready to roll
I don′t play dirty pool
In the heat of the moment
When you're walking on thin ice
You gotta shoot to kill, it's never a cheap thrill
You can′t afford to think twice
(Behind the eight ball)
(You better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you′ve got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
Don't you wanna get, don′t you wanna get crazy?
Don't you wanna be, don′t you wanna be free?
Don't you wanna get, don′t you wanna get crazy?
Then you make the most when love fades away
(Behind the eight ball)
(You better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you've got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
Out of the life I'm destined to live
I refuse to break, I′ve learned the hard way
You're never but more than you make
In the heat of the moment
When you're walking on thin ice
You gotta shoot to kill, it′s never a cheap thrill
You can′t afford to think twice
(Behind the eight ball)
(ou better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you've got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
When I′m playing the odds
You know, I don't play the fool
So, rack ′em up, I'm ready to roll
I don′t play dirty pool
In the heat of the moment
When you're walking on thin ice
You gotta shoot to kill, it's never a cheap thrill
You can′t afford to think twice
(Behind the eight ball)
(You better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you′ve got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
Don't you wanna get, don′t you wanna get crazy?
Don't you wanna be, don′t you wanna be free?
Don't you wanna get, don′t you wanna get crazy?
Then you make the most when love fades away
(Behind the eight ball)
(You better make your move)
(Behind the eight ball)
(And you've got something to prove)
(Behind the eight ball)
(With only seconds to spare)
(Behind the eight ball)
(You know the devil may care)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
(Behind the eight ball)
Writer(s): Jon St. James, Shawn Winstian, Stacey Swain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com