Sub-Urban Tribe — Dog Days lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Dog Days" by Sub-Urban Tribe.
Lyrics
She crashed in my room
Pushed her breast in my face
She said «you wanna bite, boy?»
Started swinging her waist
Hot summer hits you like a hammer
The heat is overhelming
Like junkies crowd goes around
Seeking for relief
Waiting it to ease
Please let this be a dream
Dog days
She came all over me
I threw her to the floor
She said «you are a creep, boy!»
Before slamming the door
Dog days
Give a mind it’s own play
It takes over
The lust for life again