| Song | Bitch's Brew |
| Artist | Aerosmith |
| Album | Rock In A Hard Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crespo, Tyler | |
| Lyrics:Tyler/Crespo Music:Tyler/Crespo | |
| I tell ya a thing, foxy little flirt | |
| I caught you in the briar patch | |
| Liftin' up your skirt, well let me tell ya | |
| What you been doin' in the briar patch? | |
| What you been doing in the little skirt? | |
| Got in closer with a big feet ranch, makin magic | |
| Foolin' with the bitch's brew | |
| You know the things I told you not to do | |
| You fell into the briar patch | |
| Ain't nothin' gonna save ya | |
| Remember the things you said | |
| You savin the screams for bed | |
| And now you just walk away | |
| So take it and go all the way | |
| Ah, you foolin' with the bitch's brew | |
| That ain't the thing you outta fool . . .with | |
| Now you keep your fingers out of there, honey | |
| You no that ain't no . . fair | |
| The way that you read me | |
| Because of the way you did | |
| The way the witches sight | |
| Oh the things that you fight (God) | |
| You been messin with the bitch's brew | |
| Don't you know who you're talkin to? | |
| Said you're talkin to the bitch's brew | |
| Tell me you never really cared | |
| The voodoo men, eyes of fire | |
| Or hoodoo men most desire | |
| The bitches are out in school | |
| Tell from the light of the moon | |
| I been thinkin' ran my hands through the sands of time | |
| Yeah, and I been drinkin', just to make this here song rhyme. | |
| Ooooh what the hell you want me to | |
| I'll take it with the | |
| Foolin' with the bitch's brew | |
| Don't you | |
| Don't you fool with the bitch's brew | |
| I been foolin' with the bitch's brew | |
| Don't be foolin with me now | |
| Foolin with the bitch's brew |
| zuo ci : Crespo, Tyler | |
| Lyrics: Tyler Crespo Music: Tyler Crespo | |
| I tell ya a thing, foxy little flirt | |
| I caught you in the briar patch | |
| Liftin' up your skirt, well let me tell ya | |
| What you been doin' in the briar patch? | |
| What you been doing in the little skirt? | |
| Got in closer with a big feet ranch, makin magic | |
| Foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| You know the things I told you not to do | |
| You fell into the briar patch | |
| Ain' t nothin' gonna save ya | |
| Remember the things you said | |
| You savin the screams for bed | |
| And now you just walk away | |
| So take it and go all the way | |
| Ah, you foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| That ain' t the thing you outta fool . . . with | |
| Now you keep your fingers out of there, honey | |
| You no that ain' t no . . fair | |
| The way that you read me | |
| Because of the way you did | |
| The way the witches sight | |
| Oh the things that you fight God | |
| You been messin with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t you know who you' re talkin to? | |
| Said you' re talkin to the bitch' s brew | |
| Tell me you never really cared | |
| The voodoo men, eyes of fire | |
| Or hoodoo men most desire | |
| The bitches are out in school | |
| Tell from the light of the moon | |
| I been thinkin' ran my hands through the sands of time | |
| Yeah, and I been drinkin', just to make this here song rhyme. | |
| Ooooh what the hell you want me to | |
| I' ll take it with the | |
| Foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t you | |
| Don' t you fool with the bitch' s brew | |
| I been foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t be foolin with me now | |
| Foolin with the bitch' s brew |
| zuò cí : Crespo, Tyler | |
| Lyrics: Tyler Crespo Music: Tyler Crespo | |
| I tell ya a thing, foxy little flirt | |
| I caught you in the briar patch | |
| Liftin' up your skirt, well let me tell ya | |
| What you been doin' in the briar patch? | |
| What you been doing in the little skirt? | |
| Got in closer with a big feet ranch, makin magic | |
| Foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| You know the things I told you not to do | |
| You fell into the briar patch | |
| Ain' t nothin' gonna save ya | |
| Remember the things you said | |
| You savin the screams for bed | |
| And now you just walk away | |
| So take it and go all the way | |
| Ah, you foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| That ain' t the thing you outta fool . . . with | |
| Now you keep your fingers out of there, honey | |
| You no that ain' t no . . fair | |
| The way that you read me | |
| Because of the way you did | |
| The way the witches sight | |
| Oh the things that you fight God | |
| You been messin with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t you know who you' re talkin to? | |
| Said you' re talkin to the bitch' s brew | |
| Tell me you never really cared | |
| The voodoo men, eyes of fire | |
| Or hoodoo men most desire | |
| The bitches are out in school | |
| Tell from the light of the moon | |
| I been thinkin' ran my hands through the sands of time | |
| Yeah, and I been drinkin', just to make this here song rhyme. | |
| Ooooh what the hell you want me to | |
| I' ll take it with the | |
| Foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t you | |
| Don' t you fool with the bitch' s brew | |
| I been foolin' with the bitch' s brew | |
| Don' t be foolin with me now | |
| Foolin with the bitch' s brew |