Текст песни Motorhead Look Over On Your Left

Don't be bitching, honey

'Cause you're holding all the money

And now we're outlaws, running scared

And I don't think it's funny



Keep your foot on the gas now, baby

Don't you let 'em in

'Cos we're just thieves and I don't need

To be back on that chain again



Don't you be complaining

'Cause you're gonna do my brain in

We just trying to cop a feel

And I think the cops are gaining



Get that petal to the metal, baby

Don't you let 'em win

'Cause we're just thieves and I don't need

To be back on that chain again



Don't shoot me down

I ain't no violent man

Don't put a .45 in my hand

I ain't gonna do no time



I know I've been a fool

But don't you send me down

I don't want to spend my life locked up

Without no women around



Now we're back on the street

In love with every whore I meet

'Cause money walks and money talks

And I can hardly keep my feet



Keep looking over your shoulder, baby

In case they zero in

'Cause we're just thieves and I don't need

To be back on that chain again



Police don't shoot me down

I don't want to die in the dust

I can't make the scene where I die like a dog

With the crowd looking on in disgust



We're just kids with guns

American as apple pie

So don't you put that hurt on me

I ain't gonna do no time



We were just running scared

Everybody but us knew the game

We never had no reason to kill

But those people are dead just the same