Crawlin' - Alice Cooper

Your dress is hangin' on a hook on the door

My jeans are lying in a pile on the floor, yeah

Flat on my back, tryin' to catch my breath

When we were rockin' tonight

I thought that we were gonna rock to death

But what’s that in your eyes?

I’m no longer paralyzed

Here we go again

Crawlin', you come crawling to me

I go crawling to you

We come crawling

You come crawling to me

I go crawling to you

Your hair is tangled and your lipstick is gone

You’re stretched out, calling my name

With just your high heels on

We hunt each other on our hands and our knees

Well I’m an alley cat

And you’re a hot little Siamese

But what’s that in your eyes?

I’m no longer paralyzed

Here we go again

Crawlin', you come crawling to me

I go crawling to you

We come crawling

You come crawling to me

I go crawling to you