Brian Connolly - Hellraiser Lyrics

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Hellraiser

Hellraiser Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Hellraiser By Brian Connolly?
Look Out!
Momma let me out on a Saturday night She said Now go out and get her, go and hold her tight I said Momma you don't understand everytime I touch her Hand it starts a-burning in the fires of Hell If I hold it too long, you never can tell What would happen to me, I wouldn't want you to see Look out! She's a Hellraiser Star gazer Trail Blazer Natural born raver yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! She's like a live bombshell, like a flash out of hell When she shakes it up, Oooo! Everyone fell It's a feeling that's neat and she took me completely By suprise with her ultrasonic eyes Flashing like hysterical danger signs that said Beware where you tread or you'll go out of your head! Look out! She's a Hellraiser Star gazer Trail Blazer Natural born raver yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Look Out! Hellraiser Hellraiser Hellraiser Hellraiser Momma you don't understand everytime I touch her Hand it starts a-burning in the fires of Hell If I hold it too long, you never can tell What would happen to me, I wouldn't want you to see Look out! She's a Hellraiser Star gazer Trail Blazer Natural born raver yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Hellraiser Hellraiser Hellraiser Hellraiser Ooooooo! Look out! |
Who Wrote Hellraiser By Brian Connolly?
Michael Donald Chapman, Nicholas Barry Chinn
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What's The Duration Of The Hellraiser By Brian Connolly?The duration of Hellraiser is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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