Young Blood - Whitesnake

If you feel the rolling

thunder

An’your eyes see

lightning strike,

Don’t be afraid, just call

on me

I’ll bring you shelter

from the night.

When the wind is howling

I’ll hold you near,

An’soothe your

troubled mind

With a little bit of this,

An’a little bit of that

I’ll make you leave all

your worries behind.

Don’t try to hold on to what you got,

'Cos I got what you

need.

Don’t try to hold on, for

anyone,

Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you’re hot

property, youngblood.

Youngblood, you’re hot

property, youngblood.

Youngblood.

When you’re burning

hot with fever

An’you shake down to your bones,

Don’t get yourself into a cold sweat

'Cos it’s just your bad

blood throwing stones.

The devil has got your

number

An’he wants you

hanging on a line,

But, before the night is over, baby

I’m gonna make you

mine.

Don’t try to hold on to what you got,

'Cos I got what you

need.

Don’t try to hold on, for

anyone,

Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you’re hot

property, youngblood.

Youngblood, you’re hot

property, youngblood.

I’m coming to get you.

Don’t try to hold on to what you got,

'Cos I got what you

need.

Don’t try to hold on, for

anyone,

Come on, give it to me.

Youngblood, you’re hot

property, youngblood…

I’m gonna make you

mine.