Red Hot in Black
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โฑ๏ธ 3:18 duration
๐ ID: 813635
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I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading Baudelaire
Not exactly working class
She had a studio in St. Michel
Crucifix around her waist
Che Guevara all over the wall
She can't stand the sun on her face
Hey boys, what a look
Stop a train at fifty feet
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Revolution running through her veins
A radical from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer to mine
We started dancing all around the room
Helped by a bottle of wine
Hey boys, mystery
Didn't even know her name
One night in Paris, with a girl like that
Never going home again
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Oh my, when I woke up
She'd already gone out to her work
My head was aching and my back was scratched
I've never, never, never known a night like that
Took a walk along the avenue
So in love and so confused
My plane was leaving in half an hour
What would you have done in my shoes?
Hey boys, so you see
Couldn't get her outa my head
My regards to the folks back home
Gonna spend some time with red
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading Baudelaire
Not exactly working class
She had a studio in St. Michel
Crucifix around her waist
Che Guevara all over the wall
She can't stand the sun on her face
Hey boys, what a look
Stop a train at fifty feet
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Revolution running through her veins
A radical from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer to mine
We started dancing all around the room
Helped by a bottle of wine
Hey boys, mystery
Didn't even know her name
One night in Paris, with a girl like that
Never going home again
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Oh my, when I woke up
She'd already gone out to her work
My head was aching and my back was scratched
I've never, never, never known a night like that
Took a walk along the avenue
So in love and so confused
My plane was leaving in half an hour
What would you have done in my shoes?
Hey boys, so you see
Couldn't get her outa my head
My regards to the folks back home
Gonna spend some time with red
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.09] I met her in a little French cafe
[00:16.44] Legs like a young giraffe
[00:19.81] She was sitting reading Baudelaire
[00:22.69] Not exactly working class
[00:32.55] She had a studio in St. Michel
[00:34.92] Crucifix around her waist
[00:38.72] Che Guevara all over the wall
[00:41.64] She can't stand the sun on her face
[00:44.78] Hey boys, what a look
[00:47.14] Stop a train at fifty feet
[00:50.78] Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
[00:53.84] Kinda like a tiger in heat
[00:56.54] Red hot in black
[00:58.99] Red hot in black
[01:07.09] Revolution running through her veins
[01:09.75] A radical from head to toe
[01:12.64] The only record that she ever played
[01:15.51] Was "just like a rolling stone"
[01:19.03] We started talking by the candlelight
[01:21.76] Her lips get closer to mine
[01:25.35] We started dancing all around the room
[01:27.95] Helped by a bottle of wine
[01:31.00] Hey boys, mystery
[01:34.26] Didn't even know her name
[01:37.80] One night in Paris, with a girl like that
[01:40.49] Never going home again
[01:42.66] Red hot in black
[01:45.58] Red hot in black
[01:59.67] Oh my, when I woke up
[02:02.02] She'd already gone out to her work
[02:05.92] My head was aching and my back was scratched
[02:08.57] I've never, never, never known a night like that
[02:25.06] Took a walk along the avenue
[02:27.54] So in love and so confused
[02:30.36] My plane was leaving in half an hour
[02:33.71] What would you have done in my shoes?
[02:37.06] Hey boys, so you see
[02:39.98] Couldn't get her outa my head
[02:43.06] My regards to the folks back home
[02:45.95] Gonna spend some time with red
[02:48.33] Red hot in black
[02:51.24] Red hot in black
[03:13.30]
[00:16.44] Legs like a young giraffe
[00:19.81] She was sitting reading Baudelaire
[00:22.69] Not exactly working class
[00:32.55] She had a studio in St. Michel
[00:34.92] Crucifix around her waist
[00:38.72] Che Guevara all over the wall
[00:41.64] She can't stand the sun on her face
[00:44.78] Hey boys, what a look
[00:47.14] Stop a train at fifty feet
[00:50.78] Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
[00:53.84] Kinda like a tiger in heat
[00:56.54] Red hot in black
[00:58.99] Red hot in black
[01:07.09] Revolution running through her veins
[01:09.75] A radical from head to toe
[01:12.64] The only record that she ever played
[01:15.51] Was "just like a rolling stone"
[01:19.03] We started talking by the candlelight
[01:21.76] Her lips get closer to mine
[01:25.35] We started dancing all around the room
[01:27.95] Helped by a bottle of wine
[01:31.00] Hey boys, mystery
[01:34.26] Didn't even know her name
[01:37.80] One night in Paris, with a girl like that
[01:40.49] Never going home again
[01:42.66] Red hot in black
[01:45.58] Red hot in black
[01:59.67] Oh my, when I woke up
[02:02.02] She'd already gone out to her work
[02:05.92] My head was aching and my back was scratched
[02:08.57] I've never, never, never known a night like that
[02:25.06] Took a walk along the avenue
[02:27.54] So in love and so confused
[02:30.36] My plane was leaving in half an hour
[02:33.71] What would you have done in my shoes?
[02:37.06] Hey boys, so you see
[02:39.98] Couldn't get her outa my head
[02:43.06] My regards to the folks back home
[02:45.95] Gonna spend some time with red
[02:48.33] Red hot in black
[02:51.24] Red hot in black
[03:13.30]