Текст Electric Six – After Hours

Oooh!

Here comes Cokey Joe, looking to make it snow.
I wish I didn’t know what I know.
And that’s why you were hired hired.

Tick tock, sexy clock
Where did the time go?
You can’t go blind blowing your load.
And that’s why god’s a liar, liar,
You’re on the range, you need a fire fire
We’ll take you higher
After hours hours
They gettin’ nice on whiskey sours sours
They tradin’ secrets
After hours hours
Destroying time,
That’s how organs shut down and brain cells die.

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh…

Here comes David’s back and he’s all crashed up
He gonna need a transfusion of blood.
And all the ladies are like «Yes, yes».
Another system under stress stress.
Forget about it, lose that dress dress.