The Funniest Thing 歌词

	作曲 : Verlaine
	my sweetheart wrote me this little poem
	about rocks and gemstones and things and I'd
	like to share it with you now.
	'jim said it's trouble deep
	it's nothing new to him
	he said he follows up those dreams
	they're chapters in a book
	he said now listen I shall read
	"One time at sundown, I looked upon the rocks
	knowing I'm going back to pick up what I dropped
	so long ago. It's not a price I have to pay.
	It's not some kind of dance away." jim told me:
	Over and over as I walk home from work
	that's when the sweet things come to life
	Watchin the planes come down,
	thinking of paradise... jim told me
	"One time at sundown...
	... I only mention it to say
	that love is a savage thing... must have its way
	... my room's a window, a window like the wind.
	It's hard to explain these things."
	(jim's feeling far removed from words like
	these.) I listen close... he said
	"...must have it's way over and over and over"
	One time at sundown, one time at sundown.'

	zuo qu : Verlaine
	my sweetheart wrote me this little poem
	about rocks and gemstones and things and I' d
	like to share it with you now.
	' jim said it' s trouble deep
	it' s nothing new to him
	he said he follows up those dreams
	they' re chapters in a book
	he said now listen I shall read
	" One time at sundown, I looked upon the rocks
	knowing I' m going back to pick up what I dropped
	so long ago. It' s not a price I have to pay.
	It' s not some kind of dance away." jim told me:
	Over and over as I walk home from work
	that' s when the sweet things come to life
	Watchin the planes come down,
	thinking of paradise... jim told me
	" One time at sundown...
	... I only mention it to say
	that love is a savage thing... must have its way
	... my room' s a window, a window like the wind.
	It' s hard to explain these things."
	jim' s feeling far removed from words like
	these. I listen close... he said
	"... must have it' s way over and over and over"
	One time at sundown, one time at sundown.'

	zuò qǔ : Verlaine
	my sweetheart wrote me this little poem
	about rocks and gemstones and things and I' d
	like to share it with you now.
	' jim said it' s trouble deep
	it' s nothing new to him
	he said he follows up those dreams
	they' re chapters in a book
	he said now listen I shall read
	" One time at sundown, I looked upon the rocks
	knowing I' m going back to pick up what I dropped
	so long ago. It' s not a price I have to pay.
	It' s not some kind of dance away." jim told me:
	Over and over as I walk home from work
	that' s when the sweet things come to life
	Watchin the planes come down,
	thinking of paradise... jim told me
	" One time at sundown...
	... I only mention it to say
	that love is a savage thing... must have its way
	... my room' s a window, a window like the wind.
	It' s hard to explain these things."
	jim' s feeling far removed from words like
	these. I listen close... he said
	"... must have it' s way over and over and over"
	One time at sundown, one time at sundown.'

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