作词 : Langdon, Langdon | |
(Royston and Antony Langdon) * | |
Here, Antony writes a good-humored song about getting laid when all else fails. | |
As a running joke, | |
Ant claims to have written the song in a different city for every time the song is played.* | |
Love, love, love… | |
Oh what a crazy, lazy life | |
Shot gun wedding to a hooker wife | |
Down in the sewer, | |
I'm fishin for a bone | |
You best tell your daddy that you're not coming home (Chorus) | |
Ah, go ahead and call me loser | |
Sell my soul off to the dudes | |
Tell me that | |
I'll never get paid | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
Oh, what a tragic waste of time | |
Snuggling with that model as she chops out a line | |
Not much to offer, she's nothing to see | |
Well I thought she was a lesbian, but | |
I think that | |
I'm gay (Chorus) | |
Now I know all | |
I need to know | |
I've had my highs, | |
I've lived my lows | |
I've gone as far as | |
I can go And | |
I'm frozen to the bone | |
Listen now… | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
He got laid, she got laid (x4) |
zuo ci : Langdon, Langdon | |
Royston and Antony Langdon | |
Here, Antony writes a goodhumored song about getting laid when all else fails. | |
As a running joke, | |
Ant claims to have written the song in a different city for every time the song is played. | |
Love, love, love | |
Oh what a crazy, lazy life | |
Shot gun wedding to a hooker wife | |
Down in the sewer, | |
I' m fishin for a bone | |
You best tell your daddy that you' re not coming home Chorus | |
Ah, go ahead and call me loser | |
Sell my soul off to the dudes | |
Tell me that | |
I' ll never get paid | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
Oh, what a tragic waste of time | |
Snuggling with that model as she chops out a line | |
Not much to offer, she' s nothing to see | |
Well I thought she was a lesbian, but | |
I think that | |
I' m gay Chorus | |
Now I know all | |
I need to know | |
I' ve had my highs, | |
I' ve lived my lows | |
I' ve gone as far as | |
I can go And | |
I' m frozen to the bone | |
Listen now | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
He got laid, she got laid x4 |
zuò cí : Langdon, Langdon | |
Royston and Antony Langdon | |
Here, Antony writes a goodhumored song about getting laid when all else fails. | |
As a running joke, | |
Ant claims to have written the song in a different city for every time the song is played. | |
Love, love, love | |
Oh what a crazy, lazy life | |
Shot gun wedding to a hooker wife | |
Down in the sewer, | |
I' m fishin for a bone | |
You best tell your daddy that you' re not coming home Chorus | |
Ah, go ahead and call me loser | |
Sell my soul off to the dudes | |
Tell me that | |
I' ll never get paid | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
Oh, what a tragic waste of time | |
Snuggling with that model as she chops out a line | |
Not much to offer, she' s nothing to see | |
Well I thought she was a lesbian, but | |
I think that | |
I' m gay Chorus | |
Now I know all | |
I need to know | |
I' ve had my highs, | |
I' ve lived my lows | |
I' ve gone as far as | |
I can go And | |
I' m frozen to the bone | |
Listen now | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
And though the memories fade away | |
At least I got laid, at least | |
I got laid | |
He got laid, she got laid x4 |