Got the World at Your Fangs
by Ben Webster
From the album: Count Bateman
Duration: 3:37
Lyrics for Got the World at Your Fangs
(Ahh) If you want love, you found it Don't you say shit about it New York is just a con All work and not much fun Take it slow, take it gentle Then you know when it's simple Do you love me Do you think of me drunk at a party Got a corpse in your truck Say it softly, making coffee My hands through your bangs Got the world at your fangs If you've got love, you shout it Don't want to hear shit about it I'm making this on luck Man, I would fuck you up Take it slow, take it gentle Then you know when it's simple Do you love me Do you think of me drunk at a party Got a corpse in your truck Say it softly, making coffee My hands through your bangs Got the world at your fangs