Hallo Rocker!
Es wird glammig und es wird sleazy. Die Rede ist von John Diva & The Rockets Of Love! Wo sie auftauchen sind sexy, halbnackte Cheerleader nicht weit.
John Diva himself nahm sich die Zeit, mir die spannende Geschichte hinter „High Heel Heart Break“ zu erzählen. Eine richtig schöne, klassische Los Angeles Story, wie sie nur in den Achtzigern hat stattfinden können. Lustigerweise heißt die gute Frau um die es geht auch noch Gina, die dürfte dem ein oder anderen von Euch mit Sicherheit aus einigen Bon Jovi Songs bekannt sein (ob es diese war oder eine andere Gina sei Mal dahingestellt…)!
I was 14, she was 23. All of my High School Buddies adored her. She had some punk ass brother, total moron, who she picked up once in a while after school with her old white camaro. Summer before I got kicked out of Junior High, she showed up at some school dance and blew everybodys mind. I’m talking L.A. Glam-Rock-Vampire at her very best: wild hair, cheap jewelry and them pink shiny HIGH HEELS. Me and my mate Brad had brought some booze (reason, why I got kicked out a week later) and tried to get everybody drunk. Minute she showed up, I was giving it all I got: 14-year-old-Macho goin’ crazy. Maybe she was bored, heart broken or just kinda liked the little big mouth brat I was. When the booze was out I announced that she and I would go an get some more. She smiled, threw me the keys and off we were. No need to tell you we never came back that night. And while my High School friends slowely but surely realized that I never had the intention to go and buy them drinks and return to that stupid dance, well, Gina turned me into a man. Everytime I drive home for Christmas, I stop by the school and I pass by the old canal, where we parked that night. And every once in a while we even run into each other. She’s a hot mama now, beautiful american-italian woman. We smile. We remember. Gina, don’t be afraid, our secret is save with me…and don’t you ever stop wearing those stilettos, they just fit you well. Merry Christmas!
HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
SHE’S IN FOR THE KILL AND MY HEART’S AT STAKE
SHE’S A HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
SHE LEFT HER LIPSTICK TRACE ON MY BROKEN HEART
FEMALE HANDS RIPPED MY SOUL APART
PINK CREAM FINGER TIPS AND BLOOD RED SCARS
A NIGHT OF DRINKS AND SMASHED GUITARS
FEELS LIKE A DEADLY STROKE
GUESS MY HEART JUST BROKE TELLIN ME LIES
RIGHT FROM THE START
SHE’S IN FOR THE KILL
AND MY HEART’S AT STAKE
SHE’S A HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
TAKEN THE BLOW GIVE IT ALL IT TAKES
SHE’S A HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
THEY SAY EVERY GIRL JUST WANTS TO FIND A MAN TO FALL IN LOVE
MAKE HER A WOMAN
BUT GINA HERE WAS A HIGH HEEL DEVIL TURNIN’ MY HEART INTO A BAD ASS REBEL
FEELS LIKE A DEADLY STROKE
GUESS MY HEART JUST BROKE
CAT LIKE EYES AND A WILD WILD HEART
SHE’S IN FOR THE KILL AND MY HEART’S AT STAKE
SHE’S A HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
TAKEN THE BLOW GIVE IT ALL IT TAKES
SHE’S A HIGH HEEL HEART BREAK
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Eure Ornella.
Long live Rock’n’Roll!
