Written for the Piece Of My Heat Songfight.
I’d spent the morning listening to Jet, which explains where this one got its start, but not why I ended up with April Wine.
She’s one of the girls I took home
It’s my defeat, she shook the street
And now i don’t wanna go
What a scene, what did she mean
“she wanted a piece of my heat”?
For all I know, she’s ready to go.
I wanna forget it all
Those old familiar words. She says:
”there’s no bad people,
ya, there’s only bad ideas,
and oh let’s just be one”
I might be safe, but I’m no saint
I wanted to follow her home.
Before the sun, it’s over and done.
I can’t be trusted alone
Those old familiar words. She said:
”there’s no bad people,
ya, there’s only bad ideas,
and oh let’s just be one”
I’m half blind, I missed the sign
She’s one of the girls I took home
It’s my defeat, she shook the street
She wanted a piece of my heat.