Whips - White Sister

Hey!

Hey!

Shooting straight

And he’s acting tough

To some friends

He’s a little too low

But, that never

Seems to bother him

No!

They ignited hot sweats

Taking stares

That he always gives

But you’ll never find him

Looking over his shoulder

He lives his life

With a whip in his hand

He’s got mean thing

Got that whip again

It’s going to whirl again

It comes out in his hand

It’s going to whirl again

This time, he’s up

He’s lookinh good tonight

And his hair is

Oh, no… all right!

Don’t you know

He lives his life

As he chooses?

He didn’t like

What the stork brought

Cracks his whip

And ladies run

You play it next

With car keys on the bar

On the bar!

He lives his life

With a whip in his hand

You know he’s mean

Here comes that whip again

It’s going to whirl again

Here comes that whip again

Yeah

He’s gonna run again

See him late at night

Walking down the street

Singing to himself

«I'm the one…

You know, I’m the one!»

He’s trailing that Stratocaster

Like a whip

And snaps it

Long, long, long, long

Comes halfway back again

Snapping, yeah

Well go!

'Cause he’s…

A loner!

And I know why he brings

The whip

Whip!

Here on a stick is

Your heat attack

Let me pull away

Like he was a brave man

Then when he whips it out again

I’m gonna say, there goes

That whip again

It’s going to whirl again

There goes that whip again

Yeah, it’s going to whirl again

There goes that whip again

Yeah, it’s going to whirl again

There comes that whip again

It’s gonna rock again

I’m the one…

Whip out!