Songtexte:
Reed Lou New Sensations

I would not run from the holocaust I would not run from the bomb I'd welcome the chance to meet my maker And fly into the sun Fly into the sun Fly into

You broke my heart and you made me cry You said that I couldn't dance But now I'm back to let you know That I can really make romance You do what you

The first bite of the apple made eve smart The second bite taught her how to break men's hearts The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff But she

could kiss her Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations Talkin' 'bout your new sensations Talkin' new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations

What becomes a legend most When she's alone in a hotel lobby What becomes a legend most Some bad champagne and some foreign bottled beer What becomes

warm inside I love that GPZ so much, you know that I could kiss her Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations Talkin' 'bout your new sensations Talkin' new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations

warm inside I love that GPZ so much, you know that I could kiss her Ooohhh, new sensations Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations Talkin' 'bout your new sensations Talkin' new sensations Ooohhh, new sensations

: If you gave up major vices You're between a hard place and a wall And your car breaks down in traffic on the street Remember, I'm the one who loves

: I would not run from the holocaust I would not run from the bomb I'd welcome the chance to meet my maker And fly into the sun, fly into the sun, fly