Drive Me Mad Songtext
von Tyler Bryant & The Shakedown

When you walk, my whole world shakes
When you speak, my poor heart breaks
You're 'bout the best I never had
Want your love, it drives me mad
Want your love, it drives me

You're so good, I got it bad
I want your love, it drives me mad


Nothing else on my mind
But those heavy hips and lips like wine
Feel it rush straight to my head
Moves like that will leave a poor boy dead
Moves like that will leave a poor boy

You're so good, I got it bad
I want your love, it drives me mad

You got your hand on the pistol, honey
You got your hand on the blade
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
Go on and make my day
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
You got your hand on the blade
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
Danger's on the way


You're so good, I got it bad
I want your love, it drives me mad