08 – Wuthering Heights (исполнитель: Pat Benatar – 1980 – Crimes Of Passion)
Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too. Bad dreams in the night, They told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my Wuthering, Wuthering, Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Ooh, it gets dark, it gets lonely On the other side from you. I pine a lot. I find the lot Falls through without you. [bad word] back, love, [bad word] Heathcliff, my one dream, My only master. Too long I roam in the night. [bad word] back to his side to put it [bad word] home to Wuthering, Wuthering, Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Ooh! Let me have it, Let me grab your soul away! Ooh! Let me have it, Let me grab your soul away! You know it's me, Cathy! Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold! Let me in your window! Heathcliff! It's me, Cathy! [bad word] home! I'm so cold...