Working Up A Sweat
Words and music by Alice Cooper and Michael Bruce
E E C C Oh, when you touch there, honey, makes my blood perspire. F# B C You got my body flaming like a California fire. E E C Pulsing, pounding, pushing. No longer in control. F# A Heatwave in my brain. Smolder in my soul. Chorus E A You got me workin' up a sweat. Workin' up a sweat. B C#m I've been playing all night long, 'bout time I was getting home. D But I've got no place to get. End E D E D E Workin' up a sweat. Workin' up a sweat. Workin' up a sweat. D E D D D D E Workin' up a sweat. Additional lyrics: Verse 2. Spontaneous combustion, a scientific fact. But your approach to friction, an unnatural act. The bell's I hear ain't fire drills, I hope you understand. It's a bona fide five-alarmer. A fly's melting in my hand. 3. Dante's famed Inferno was a trip to hell and back. But you and a bottle in a cheap hotel screams pyromaniac. Bandages come off today, really feeling sick. The hardest part's explaining all those blisters on my...nose!