歌曲 | Spanish Teeth |
歌手 | Robbers on High Street |
专辑 | Tree City |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Trokan | |
Do you remember when it all began? | |
Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
Oh I got some plans for you | |
Try to limit what you can do | |
But I know that you will find | |
Baby, way to get back at me | |
Oh your S's squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
So let the punishment fit the crime | |
Now you're burning just to be alive | |
Lit up like a mask with make-up | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
Try to reason but it does not show | |
So if you love me would you let me know | |
What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
Burn up the witch's broom | |
What else am I supposed to do? | |
Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
Since the darker days in these tunes | |
Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart's boom boom | |
Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
Oh girl make me forget | |
That I'm giving and you just get | |
Lit up like a mask with make-up | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? |
zuo qu : Trokan | |
Do you remember when it all began? | |
Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
Oh I got some plans for you | |
Try to limit what you can do | |
But I know that you will find | |
Baby, way to get back at me | |
Oh your S' s squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
So let the punishment fit the crime | |
Now you' re burning just to be alive | |
Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
Try to reason but it does not show | |
So if you love me would you let me know | |
What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
Burn up the witch' s broom | |
What else am I supposed to do? | |
Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
Since the darker days in these tunes | |
Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart' s boom boom | |
Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
Oh girl make me forget | |
That I' m giving and you just get | |
Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? |
zuò qǔ : Trokan | |
Do you remember when it all began? | |
Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
Oh I got some plans for you | |
Try to limit what you can do | |
But I know that you will find | |
Baby, way to get back at me | |
Oh your S' s squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
So let the punishment fit the crime | |
Now you' re burning just to be alive | |
Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
Try to reason but it does not show | |
So if you love me would you let me know | |
What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
Burn up the witch' s broom | |
What else am I supposed to do? | |
Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
Since the darker days in these tunes | |
Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart' s boom boom | |
Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
Oh girl make me forget | |
That I' m giving and you just get | |
Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? | |
How long could this go on? |