You Can't Make Love by Wireless 歌词

歌曲	You Can't Make Love by Wireless
歌手	Sylvia McNair
专辑	The Land Where the Good Songs Go
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[00:00.000]	作曲 : Kern, Wodehouse
[00:00.00]	From The Beauty Prize (1923 Broadway Musical)
[00:01.00]	Music by Jerome Kern
[00:02.00]	Lyrics by P. G. Wodehouse
[00:02.69]
[00:03.30]	Charles Augustus Chaytor,
[00:04.89]	Wireless operator,
[00:06.65]	Loved the fair,
[00:07.50]	golden hair'd Bessie Magee.
[00:10.15]	She lived in Darjeeling
[00:11.69]	Avenue, West Ealing;
[00:13.44]	He was always out at sea.
[00:17.91]	Such was his devotion
[00:19.58]	That went on the ocean,
[00:21.22]	Ev'ry day,
[00:22.09]	he'd relay greetings to Bess.
[00:24.76]	But I'm told that sometimes
[00:26.78]	There, alas, would come times,
[00:30.62]	When he moan'd this S.O.S.:
[00:33.87][Refrain]
[00:35.00]	You can't make love by wireless;
[00:38.81]	It's like bread without the jam.
[00:42.32]	There is nothing girls desire less
[00:45.95]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[00:49.63]	For it's something you can't speak to
[00:53.19]	From a someone you can't see-
[00:57.44]	It's like a village church that's spire-less,
[01:01.61]	Or a little home that's fire-less,
[01:05.49]	Or a motor car that's tyre-less,
[01:11.15]	And it isn't any good to me.
[01:14.51]
[01:16.73]	Mark the horrid sequel,
[01:18.36]	It is hard to equal;
[01:19.87]	Fate with grim,
[01:20.63]	tragic whim upset his dream.
[01:23.08]	For that maiden fickle
[01:24.67]	Wed a man from Crickle-
[01:26.15]	-wood who kept a laundry steam.
[01:30.82]	Charles, poor man, thus jilted,
[01:32.71]	Naturally wilted;
[01:34.33]	Soured he grew,
[01:35.21]	Gloomy too, quite lost his smile.
[01:38.42]	Never more his jokes'll
[01:41.12]	Entertain the fo'csle;
[01:44.72]	He keeps muttering all the while:
[01:48.39][Refrain]
[01:50.04]	You can't make love by wireless;
[01:54.51]	It's like eggs without the ham.
[01:58.07]	There is nothing girls desire less
[02:02.14]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[02:05.71]	For it's something you can't speak to
[02:09.98]	From a someone you can't see-
[02:14.43]	It's like a village church that's spire-less,
[02:19.08]	Or a Selfridges that's buyer-less,
[02:23.91]	Or a Pekingese that's sire-less,
[02:35.00]	And it isn't any good to me!

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : Kern, Wodehouse
[00:00.00]	From The Beauty Prize 1923 Broadway Musical
[00:01.00]	Music by Jerome Kern
[00:02.00]	Lyrics by P. G. Wodehouse
[00:02.69]
[00:03.30]	Charles Augustus Chaytor,
[00:04.89]	Wireless operator,
[00:06.65]	Loved the fair,
[00:07.50]	golden hair' d Bessie Magee.
[00:10.15]	She lived in Darjeeling
[00:11.69]	Avenue, West Ealing
[00:13.44]	He was always out at sea.
[00:17.91]	Such was his devotion
[00:19.58]	That went on the ocean,
[00:21.22]	Ev' ry day,
[00:22.09]	he' d relay greetings to Bess.
[00:24.76]	But I' m told that sometimes
[00:26.78]	There, alas, would come times,
[00:30.62]	When he moan' d this S. O. S.:
[00:33.87][Refrain]
[00:35.00]	You can' t make love by wireless
[00:38.81]	It' s like bread without the jam.
[00:42.32]	There is nothing girls desire less
[00:45.95]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[00:49.63]	For it' s something you can' t speak to
[00:53.19]	From a someone you can' t see
[00:57.44]	It' s like a village church that' s spireless,
[01:01.61]	Or a little home that' s fireless,
[01:05.49]	Or a motor car that' s tyreless,
[01:11.15]	And it isn' t any good to me.
[01:14.51]
[01:16.73]	Mark the horrid sequel,
[01:18.36]	It is hard to equal
[01:19.87]	Fate with grim,
[01:20.63]	tragic whim upset his dream.
[01:23.08]	For that maiden fickle
[01:24.67]	Wed a man from Crickle
[01:26.15]	wood who kept a laundry steam.
[01:30.82]	Charles, poor man, thus jilted,
[01:32.71]	Naturally wilted
[01:34.33]	Soured he grew,
[01:35.21]	Gloomy too, quite lost his smile.
[01:38.42]	Never more his jokes' ll
[01:41.12]	Entertain the fo' csle
[01:44.72]	He keeps muttering all the while:
[01:48.39][Refrain]
[01:50.04]	You can' t make love by wireless
[01:54.51]	It' s like eggs without the ham.
[01:58.07]	There is nothing girls desire less
[02:02.14]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[02:05.71]	For it' s something you can' t speak to
[02:09.98]	From a someone you can' t see
[02:14.43]	It' s like a village church that' s spireless,
[02:19.08]	Or a Selfridges that' s buyerless,
[02:23.91]	Or a Pekingese that' s sireless,
[02:35.00]	And it isn' t any good to me!

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : Kern, Wodehouse
[00:00.00]	From The Beauty Prize 1923 Broadway Musical
[00:01.00]	Music by Jerome Kern
[00:02.00]	Lyrics by P. G. Wodehouse
[00:02.69]
[00:03.30]	Charles Augustus Chaytor,
[00:04.89]	Wireless operator,
[00:06.65]	Loved the fair,
[00:07.50]	golden hair' d Bessie Magee.
[00:10.15]	She lived in Darjeeling
[00:11.69]	Avenue, West Ealing
[00:13.44]	He was always out at sea.
[00:17.91]	Such was his devotion
[00:19.58]	That went on the ocean,
[00:21.22]	Ev' ry day,
[00:22.09]	he' d relay greetings to Bess.
[00:24.76]	But I' m told that sometimes
[00:26.78]	There, alas, would come times,
[00:30.62]	When he moan' d this S. O. S.:
[00:33.87][Refrain]
[00:35.00]	You can' t make love by wireless
[00:38.81]	It' s like bread without the jam.
[00:42.32]	There is nothing girls desire less
[00:45.95]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[00:49.63]	For it' s something you can' t speak to
[00:53.19]	From a someone you can' t see
[00:57.44]	It' s like a village church that' s spireless,
[01:01.61]	Or a little home that' s fireless,
[01:05.49]	Or a motor car that' s tyreless,
[01:11.15]	And it isn' t any good to me.
[01:14.51]
[01:16.73]	Mark the horrid sequel,
[01:18.36]	It is hard to equal
[01:19.87]	Fate with grim,
[01:20.63]	tragic whim upset his dream.
[01:23.08]	For that maiden fickle
[01:24.67]	Wed a man from Crickle
[01:26.15]	wood who kept a laundry steam.
[01:30.82]	Charles, poor man, thus jilted,
[01:32.71]	Naturally wilted
[01:34.33]	Soured he grew,
[01:35.21]	Gloomy too, quite lost his smile.
[01:38.42]	Never more his jokes' ll
[01:41.12]	Entertain the fo' csle
[01:44.72]	He keeps muttering all the while:
[01:48.39][Refrain]
[01:50.04]	You can' t make love by wireless
[01:54.51]	It' s like eggs without the ham.
[01:58.07]	There is nothing girls desire less
[02:02.14]	Than a cold Marconi gram.
[02:05.71]	For it' s something you can' t speak to
[02:09.98]	From a someone you can' t see
[02:14.43]	It' s like a village church that' s spireless,
[02:19.08]	Or a Selfridges that' s buyerless,
[02:23.91]	Or a Pekingese that' s sireless,
[02:35.00]	And it isn' t any good to me!

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