The day rolls in, the night rolls out
Desire rules without a doubt
The heart beats fast, you salivate
And when you come it won't be late
I guess by now you got the score
A little taste you want it more
>From San Antone to Marrakesh
Yeah when the night comes
Everybody gotta have Flesh
You got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat
>From the day that Eve did Adam
Down to Romeo and Juliet,
Everybody gotta have...
The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
His sword is sharp and hard as stone,
Her cauldron begs for one more bone
And so my love, this story's told
>From modern times to days of old
>From Boston, Mass to Bangladesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody gotta have Flesh
It's got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only think that's worth the sweat, yeah
>From the Mississippi River
To the highest mountain in Tibet
Everybody gotta have....
[Guitar solo]
Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat
Flesh, you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only thing, the only thing, the only thing
>From a Sufi in a rickshaw to a bimbo in a pink corvette
Everybody gotta have...
...Flesh
Writer(s): Desmond Child, Steven Tyler, Joe Perry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com