DEEP PURPLE

Highway Star

Nobody gonna take my girl
Nobody gonna have my girl she stays close on every bend
Ooh she's a killing machine she's got everything
Like a moving mouth, body control and everything

Burn

She makes you burn with a wave of her hand
The city's a blaze, the town's on fire
The woman's flames are reaching higher
We were fools, we called her liar
All I hear is 'Burn!'

Nobody's Home

And now there's nobody home
My belly is aching
Your image is blown
Your lights are burning bright
But Nobody's Home

Perfect Strangers

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain
Perfect strangers

Smoke On The Water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky and Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground