歌曲 | Santa Rosa Rita |
歌手 | Brian Setzer |
专辑 | Ignition! |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Setzer, Winchester | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita wore high heels on her feet | |
A ring on every finger and a couple on her toes | |
Well she told me where to meet her and then my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Showed me a thing or two I did not know | |
Like how to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she's my Santa Rosa Rita | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita sure turns up the heat | |
A little hotter when the music starts to sway | |
And there ain't nobody sweeter than my Santa Rosa Rita | |
To hold and listen to the music play | |
I love to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on the hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you just can't beat her, she's my Santa Rosa Rita | |
I wish I had not agreed to let my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Share a dance with anyone but me | |
But the gentleman insisted and I had not resisted | |
Now Santa Rosa's just a memory | |
But I can swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she's my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Well I guess I can't keep her, she's my Santa Rosa Rita |
zuo ci : Setzer, Winchester | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita wore high heels on her feet | |
A ring on every finger and a couple on her toes | |
Well she told me where to meet her and then my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Showed me a thing or two I did not know | |
Like how to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita sure turns up the heat | |
A little hotter when the music starts to sway | |
And there ain' t nobody sweeter than my Santa Rosa Rita | |
To hold and listen to the music play | |
I love to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on the hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you just can' t beat her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
I wish I had not agreed to let my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Share a dance with anyone but me | |
But the gentleman insisted and I had not resisted | |
Now Santa Rosa' s just a memory | |
But I can swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Well I guess I can' t keep her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita |
zuò cí : Setzer, Winchester | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita wore high heels on her feet | |
A ring on every finger and a couple on her toes | |
Well she told me where to meet her and then my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Showed me a thing or two I did not know | |
Like how to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
My little Santa Rosa Rita sure turns up the heat | |
A little hotter when the music starts to sway | |
And there ain' t nobody sweeter than my Santa Rosa Rita | |
To hold and listen to the music play | |
I love to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on the hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you just can' t beat her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
I wish I had not agreed to let my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Share a dance with anyone but me | |
But the gentleman insisted and I had not resisted | |
Now Santa Rosa' s just a memory | |
But I can swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound | |
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down | |
Spin around again and never lose the beat | |
Toss her up and catch her right between my feet | |
Well you really gotta meet her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita | |
Well I guess I can' t keep her, she' s my Santa Rosa Rita |