What's It Gonna Take - Mötley Crüe

We were drinkin’dinner on th SUnset Strip

The girls doin’powder got a little on her lip

It’s just another night

Man I can’t take this

Runnin’outta money and I can’t pay the rent

The man at the label say we’ll never write a hit

Shit

Man I can’t take this anymore

Everything’s dr-dr-drivin'me crazy

I’m tickin’like time bomb

And I’m about to blow

What’s it gonna take to make it What’s it gonna take to make it

I’m a sorry mother f**ker tired of livin’in the gutter

Get me outta here

What’s it gonna take to make it

I’ll do anything but fake it What’s it gonna take to make it here

So we wrote another song cut a demo on a dime

They didn’t like the sound

We didn’t fit the times

And the radio station said «it's way too loud»

We took it to the streets just to prove 'em all wrong

We knew we had it right, yeah, we knew it all along

It’s just another fight

Man I can’t take this

Everything’s dr-dr-drivin'me crazy

I’m tickin’like time bomb

And I’m about to blow

What’s it gonna take to make it In the city of sin and the decay of angels

What’s it gonna take

To Make it out of here