This Property Is Condemned - Live At The BBC-Cambridge Junction 9/6/93 歌词
| 歌曲 | This Property Is Condemned - Live At The BBC-Cambridge Junction 9/6/93 |
| 歌手 | Maria McKee |
| 专辑 | Maria McKee |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brody, McKee, Sugg, Sutton | |
| Twenty-seventh wagon full of cotton | |
| Was parked outside my chicken shack door | |
| I kept my crib covered up in satin | |
| In case my baby came around for more | |
| Now I feel, Daddy, somethin's not the same | |
| 'Cause there's weeds, and there's rust | |
| And the roof won't hold the rain | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember better days | |
| Lace in every window | |
| And roses 'round the gate | |
| Now they've chased away all my friends | |
| And they've locked me out | |
| And hung a sign on the fence | |
| That says this property is condemned | |
| Take me down to the Viex Carre | |
| Where a little girl can get a bed or a bit | |
| If you should see me | |
| Coughin' round the corner | |
| Won't you mix in a little sugar | |
| With my tonic tonight | |
| I can feel like I'm part of the parade | |
| 'Cause I feel like there's bourbon | |
| Slappin' around in my veins | |
| I remember better days... | |
| I got a new tiara, Daddy | |
| Take me to the Mardi Gras | |
| Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers | |
| Let me be your "baby doll" | |
| We can ditch that social worker | |
| In and out the swingin' doors on Tchoupitoulas Street | |
| You may call me jailbait | |
| But I ain't too little to take the heat | |
| I can feel phantoms blowin' through my brain | |
| And I feel, like I need someone to make 'em go away | |
| I remember better days... |
| zuo ci : Brody, McKee, Sugg, Sutton | |
| Twentyseventh wagon full of cotton | |
| Was parked outside my chicken shack door | |
| I kept my crib covered up in satin | |
| In case my baby came around for more | |
| Now I feel, Daddy, somethin' s not the same | |
| ' Cause there' s weeds, and there' s rust | |
| And the roof won' t hold the rain | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember better days | |
| Lace in every window | |
| And roses ' round the gate | |
| Now they' ve chased away all my friends | |
| And they' ve locked me out | |
| And hung a sign on the fence | |
| That says this property is condemned | |
| Take me down to the Viex Carre | |
| Where a little girl can get a bed or a bit | |
| If you should see me | |
| Coughin' round the corner | |
| Won' t you mix in a little sugar | |
| With my tonic tonight | |
| I can feel like I' m part of the parade | |
| ' Cause I feel like there' s bourbon | |
| Slappin' around in my veins | |
| I remember better days... | |
| I got a new tiara, Daddy | |
| Take me to the Mardi Gras | |
| Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers | |
| Let me be your " baby doll" | |
| We can ditch that social worker | |
| In and out the swingin' doors on Tchoupitoulas Street | |
| You may call me jailbait | |
| But I ain' t too little to take the heat | |
| I can feel phantoms blowin' through my brain | |
| And I feel, like I need someone to make ' em go away | |
| I remember better days... |
| zuò cí : Brody, McKee, Sugg, Sutton | |
| Twentyseventh wagon full of cotton | |
| Was parked outside my chicken shack door | |
| I kept my crib covered up in satin | |
| In case my baby came around for more | |
| Now I feel, Daddy, somethin' s not the same | |
| ' Cause there' s weeds, and there' s rust | |
| And the roof won' t hold the rain | |
| Chorus: | |
| I remember better days | |
| Lace in every window | |
| And roses ' round the gate | |
| Now they' ve chased away all my friends | |
| And they' ve locked me out | |
| And hung a sign on the fence | |
| That says this property is condemned | |
| Take me down to the Viex Carre | |
| Where a little girl can get a bed or a bit | |
| If you should see me | |
| Coughin' round the corner | |
| Won' t you mix in a little sugar | |
| With my tonic tonight | |
| I can feel like I' m part of the parade | |
| ' Cause I feel like there' s bourbon | |
| Slappin' around in my veins | |
| I remember better days... | |
| I got a new tiara, Daddy | |
| Take me to the Mardi Gras | |
| Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers | |
| Let me be your " baby doll" | |
| We can ditch that social worker | |
| In and out the swingin' doors on Tchoupitoulas Street | |
| You may call me jailbait | |
| But I ain' t too little to take the heat | |
| I can feel phantoms blowin' through my brain | |
| And I feel, like I need someone to make ' em go away | |
| I remember better days... |
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