Letra de Got Me Under Pressure

[Verso 1]
She likes wearing lipstick, she likes French cuisine
But she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine

[Coro]
She got me under pressure [x2]

[Verso 2]
She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog
She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fog
She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains
She likes cocaine and flipping out with great Danes
She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain

[Coro]

[Verso 3]
I'm gonna give her a message
Here's what I'm gonna say:
"It's all over."
She might get out a nightstick
And hurt me real real bad
By the roadside in a ditch

[Coro][x2]