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Lick it up

Words & music by Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan and Roger Glover

My shoes are getting heavy, my feet are winding down
I look for her in corners but she's not around
What I eat is eating me, it hits me hard
I'm one jack short of a royal flush, a stranger holds the card
Here comes salvation in the shape of my guitar
I'm gonna ride it like a shooting star
I don't want your money - I don't want your soul ouh
Don't need a reason - I just want to get right down and lick it up aah

Mother mercy told me a picture never lies
She told me no self respecting hero cries
The prisoner walks in circles, the victim walks alone
Scissors cut the paper, the paper wraps the stone
Stand at the entrance to the gates of paradise
The lights go down, the heat goes up, that's when I cry
Don't want your money - I don't want your soul no
Don't need a reason - Just want to get right down and lick it up

I found my faith in fortune reaching for the sky
The only game in town, it gets me high
Don't want your money - I just want to get right down and lick it up
Oh don't want your soul - Just want to get right down and lick it up
No don't need a reason - Just want to get right down and oah... Lick it up!