Rough Boys Songtext / Lyric

Rough Boys Songtext They’ve got sweet talkin’ honeys
With an eye for the finer things in life
Licking blood-red lips they speak their minds
With a flash of knife Over here, over there
Running fast, running scared
Watch out
No time to spare

Rough boys are in town
They’ll turn it upside down
The fight goes on
To again a piece of ground