歌曲 | Damn Shame |
歌手 | Jolie Holland |
专辑 | Escondida |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Holland | |
I hid out on the front porch | |
I laid up in my mind | |
I looked for me a love | |
The best one | |
I could find | |
He got himself a ticket | |
On an international flight | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
The smell of burnt exhaust | |
Drifts into the * | |
BART* It’s midnight in | |
California | |
It’s high noon where you are | |
Motorcycles and booze | |
Dirty old perfume | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
I tried to go to sleep | |
In my haunted little room | |
The shadows are churning | |
In the passage of the moon | |
It’d break my heart to tell you | |
I couldn’t come so soon | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh, it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Tell me one more time | |
Why you went away | |
It makes a little sense | |
In the light of day | |
When evening comes around | |
All my senses fly away | |
It’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it’s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame |
zuo qu : Holland | |
I hid out on the front porch | |
I laid up in my mind | |
I looked for me a love | |
The best one | |
I could find | |
He got himself a ticket | |
On an international flight | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
The smell of burnt exhaust | |
Drifts into the | |
BART It' s midnight in | |
California | |
It' s high noon where you are | |
Motorcycles and booze | |
Dirty old perfume | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
I tried to go to sleep | |
In my haunted little room | |
The shadows are churning | |
In the passage of the moon | |
It' d break my heart to tell you | |
I couldn' t come so soon | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh, it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Tell me one more time | |
Why you went away | |
It makes a little sense | |
In the light of day | |
When evening comes around | |
All my senses fly away | |
It' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame |
zuò qǔ : Holland | |
I hid out on the front porch | |
I laid up in my mind | |
I looked for me a love | |
The best one | |
I could find | |
He got himself a ticket | |
On an international flight | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
The smell of burnt exhaust | |
Drifts into the | |
BART It' s midnight in | |
California | |
It' s high noon where you are | |
Motorcycles and booze | |
Dirty old perfume | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
I tried to go to sleep | |
In my haunted little room | |
The shadows are churning | |
In the passage of the moon | |
It' d break my heart to tell you | |
I couldn' t come so soon | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh, it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Tell me one more time | |
Why you went away | |
It makes a little sense | |
In the light of day | |
When evening comes around | |
All my senses fly away | |
It' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame | |
Is what it is | |
Oh it' s nothing | |
But a goddamn shame |