Texty:
Twisted Sister Come Back Live

So would you come back, would you come back to me So would you come back, you mean everything to me So would you come back, would you come back to me

So would you come back, would you come back to me So would you come back, you mean everything to me So would you come back, would you come back to me

potato, do the alligator, do the alligator And you twist the twister like your baby sister I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister

up, get up They call me Pillsbury Dough bwoy 'Cause they know I really get that dough bwoy Dropped, lean back, it was so propers Then I had to circle back

niggas down if they know their parts Caramel give 'em hell from Bricks to Anadel Rappers tryna compete get ate like Samuel By a sister who twist a few

be like "Man I ain't say that dumb shit" Suckas, for nothin', push your wig back Tellin' everybody where Bonic and Mr. live at Suckas, get robbed know

flow like a stream Nah Mean Mek you feel like you living in a dream Nah Mean It come to the crop man a cream Nah Mean It come to discipline man a Dean

ladies, bowed lips packed with blood, the staged kisses trembling under the placid stars, the coffee taken with cream and scones under the Viennese Moon; whilst we are weighed, we are judged, and twist

I'm having hard times, grit, and grind Shit i'm tyring to get mine Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline It's a cold twist the way that