They're cooking up a storm
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In Hell's Kitchen tonight
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And the main course could be you
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Or try your hand at an Eastside stand
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Dashin', slashes, in a crazy human zoo
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The girls shine like diamonds
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In the cold steel of the night
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With cash in hand you'd better understand
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If you want it you can get it any day or night
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(Pre-Chorus)
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So if you turn around
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And tell me to go to hell
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I'd say I know that place to well
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(Chorus)
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Where living is a luxury
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There's a bad moon rising in the underground
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Living is a luxury
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Another drive-by nightmare
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In this lonely town
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When your blood runs cold
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And your soul's on ice
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Gotta run from the shadows
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Of the night
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The secrets told with the back alley show
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It's a cold sweat, loose bet
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Skin tight
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Sloe gin is a fast-pace sin
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In this hell below your feet
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A blue sky day seems so
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Far away, with another chalk
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Mark on this crazy street
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(Pre-Chorus)
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And if you close your eyes to see
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You better take a look at me
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Ya
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(Chorus)
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Living Is A Luxury
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| Motley Crue |
