Index

Perfect Strangers
1. Knocking at your back door
2. Under the gun
3. Nobody's home
4. Mean streak
5. Perfect strangers
6. A gypsy's kiss
7. Wasted sunsets
8. Hungry daze
9. Not responsible
10. Son of Alerik (Instrumental)

Shades Of Deep Purple

The Book Of Taliesyn

Deep Purple

Concerto

In Rock

Fireball

Machine Head

Made In Japan

Who Do We Think We Are

Burn

Stormbringer

Come Taste The Band

House Of Blue Light

Slaves And Masters

The Battle Rages On

Purpendicular

Abandon

Bananas

Perfect Strangers

 © 1984 Polygram Records

Knocking at Your Back Door

(Blackmore/Glover/Gillan)

 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