| 作词 : Burtnik, Plinky | |
| Written by glen burtnik, plinky | |
| Lead vocals by glen burtnik | |
| Little sister | |
| She got a lot of time she got a lot of money | |
| Don't you know that ain't enough | |
| Pretty thing | |
| All dressed up for the main attraction | |
| Like a baby doll looking for love | |
| And she doesn't need a reason | |
| She just hears a calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk & talk & laugh & cry | |
| Heart & soul til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Little man | |
| Beating his chest & flexing his muscles | |
| Gun for hire, he shoots for a star | |
| Like a handsome prince | |
| Walking down the streen in his shining armor | |
| Romeo in search of his heart | |
| There's a method to this madness | |
| And a message calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk & talk & laugh & cry | |
| Work your fingers to the bone til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Come on dance little sister, little sister wants to dance | |
| All night looking for true romance | |
| When in a black leather jacket walks little brother | |
| To rock her world, to be her lover | |
| So signal all the children | |
| Send a message calling to the wild |
| zuo ci : Burtnik, Plinky | |
| Written by glen burtnik, plinky | |
| Lead vocals by glen burtnik | |
| Little sister | |
| She got a lot of time she got a lot of money | |
| Don' t you know that ain' t enough | |
| Pretty thing | |
| All dressed up for the main attraction | |
| Like a baby doll looking for love | |
| And she doesn' t need a reason | |
| She just hears a calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk talk laugh cry | |
| Heart soul til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Little man | |
| Beating his chest flexing his muscles | |
| Gun for hire, he shoots for a star | |
| Like a handsome prince | |
| Walking down the streen in his shining armor | |
| Romeo in search of his heart | |
| There' s a method to this madness | |
| And a message calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk talk laugh cry | |
| Work your fingers to the bone til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Come on dance little sister, little sister wants to dance | |
| All night looking for true romance | |
| When in a black leather jacket walks little brother | |
| To rock her world, to be her lover | |
| So signal all the children | |
| Send a message calling to the wild |
| zuò cí : Burtnik, Plinky | |
| Written by glen burtnik, plinky | |
| Lead vocals by glen burtnik | |
| Little sister | |
| She got a lot of time she got a lot of money | |
| Don' t you know that ain' t enough | |
| Pretty thing | |
| All dressed up for the main attraction | |
| Like a baby doll looking for love | |
| And she doesn' t need a reason | |
| She just hears a calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk talk laugh cry | |
| Heart soul til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Little man | |
| Beating his chest flexing his muscles | |
| Gun for hire, he shoots for a star | |
| Like a handsome prince | |
| Walking down the streen in his shining armor | |
| Romeo in search of his heart | |
| There' s a method to this madness | |
| And a message calling to the wild | |
| God gave man the breath of life | |
| To grow up strong to take a wife | |
| To change the world and love is the ritual | |
| You learn to walk talk laugh cry | |
| Work your fingers to the bone til the day you die | |
| And above it all love is the ritual | |
| Come on dance little sister, little sister wants to dance | |
| All night looking for true romance | |
| When in a black leather jacket walks little brother | |
| To rock her world, to be her lover | |
| So signal all the children | |
| Send a message calling to the wild |