作词 : Garcia, Halliday | |
Left of mother, right for you | |
What I offer, you can't lose | |
For all you know, I could have changed | |
How about you | |
How about that | |
Hey, how about you | |
Carefree lovers understand | |
That no one bothered to make a plan | |
For all I know, you could have changed | |
What do you see | |
Hey, how about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
Hey, how about it | |
Call me left field | |
Something familiar and undemanding | |
That's why you like me and find me so amusing | |
Unlike the dog you used to kick at home | |
When your mother was nagging | |
And you were begging for it to stop | |
All I know is nothing has changed | |
How about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, how about it | |
Hey, how about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
You can't say anything to contain my mind | |
You can try and strip me bare till you think you know my kind | |
I will never be yours | |
No, I will never be yours | |
You only picked me because I'm the nearest and you're lazy | |
You only picked me because you can't see clearly | |
I'm anything but your kind |
zuo ci : Garcia, Halliday | |
Left of mother, right for you | |
What I offer, you can' t lose | |
For all you know, I could have changed | |
How about you | |
How about that | |
Hey, how about you | |
Carefree lovers understand | |
That no one bothered to make a plan | |
For all I know, you could have changed | |
What do you see | |
Hey, how about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
Hey, how about it | |
Call me left field | |
Something familiar and undemanding | |
That' s why you like me and find me so amusing | |
Unlike the dog you used to kick at home | |
When your mother was nagging | |
And you were begging for it to stop | |
All I know is nothing has changed | |
How about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, how about it | |
Hey, how about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
You can' t say anything to contain my mind | |
You can try and strip me bare till you think you know my kind | |
I will never be yours | |
No, I will never be yours | |
You only picked me because I' m the nearest and you' re lazy | |
You only picked me because you can' t see clearly | |
I' m anything but your kind |
zuò cí : Garcia, Halliday | |
Left of mother, right for you | |
What I offer, you can' t lose | |
For all you know, I could have changed | |
How about you | |
How about that | |
Hey, how about you | |
Carefree lovers understand | |
That no one bothered to make a plan | |
For all I know, you could have changed | |
What do you see | |
Hey, how about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
Hey, how about it | |
Call me left field | |
Something familiar and undemanding | |
That' s why you like me and find me so amusing | |
Unlike the dog you used to kick at home | |
When your mother was nagging | |
And you were begging for it to stop | |
All I know is nothing has changed | |
How about that | |
Hey, what about you | |
Hey, how about it | |
Hey, how about you | |
Hey, what do you say | |
You can' t say anything to contain my mind | |
You can try and strip me bare till you think you know my kind | |
I will never be yours | |
No, I will never be yours | |
You only picked me because I' m the nearest and you' re lazy | |
You only picked me because you can' t see clearly | |
I' m anything but your kind |