Interpret:

Deep Purple

Album:

Perfect Strangers

Sweet Lucy was a dancer 
But none of us would chance her 
Because she was a Samurai 
She made electric shadows 
Beyond our fingertips 
And none of us could reach that high 
She came on like a teaser 
I had to touch and please her 
Enjoy a little paradise 
The log was in my pocket 
When Lucy met the Rockett 
And she never knew the reason why 


I can't deny it 
With that smile on her face 
It's not the kill 
It's the thrill of the chase 


Feel it coming 
It's knocking at the door 
You know it's no good running 
It's not against the law 
The point of no return 
And now you know the score 
And now you're learning 
What's knockin' at your back door 


Sweet Nancy was so fancy 
To get into her pantry 
Had to be the aristocracy 
The members that she toyed with 
At her city club 
Were something in diplomacy 
So we put her on the hit list 
Of a common cunning linguist 
A master of many tongues 
And now she eases gently 
From her Austin to her Bentley 
Suddenly she feels so young