Searching The Streets — текст песни (The Donnas)

Well it`s a Saturday night and I`m searchin` the streets
And I`m lookin for you and I can`t stand the heat
You must think I`m a fool not to know who you`re with
But when you say her name, you get oh so stiff
There`s another side to me, one you don`t know,
One you can`t see unless you`re some kind of ho
I gotta darkside
And I`m searchin` the streets
I gotta darkside
I`m lookin` for some fresh meat
I gotta darkside, And I`m searchin` the strets
And baby, you better run
You think I can`t hurt you but you fell in my trap
And you say you believe me, but you`re watchin your back
You can run all over and you can try to hide
But you and that girl ain`t gonna survive
There`s another side to me, one you don`t know,
One you can`t see unless you`re some kind of ho
I gotta darkside
And I`m searchin` the streets
I gotta darkside
I`m lookin` for some fresh meat
I gotta darkside, And I`m searchin` the strets
And baby, you better run
You think I can`t hurt you but you fell in my trap
And you say you believe me but you`re watchin` your back
It sounded good at the time, but I can guess how if feels
Now that you`re on the run and I`m on your heels
There`s another side to me, one you don`t know,
One you can`t see unless you`re some kind of ho
I gotta darkside
And I`m searchin` the streets
I gotta darkside
I`m lookin` for some fresh meat
I gotta darkside, And I`m searchin` the strets
And baby, you better run
And I`m searchin` the streets