歌曲 | Fairest Of Them All |
歌手 | Slaid Cleaves |
专辑 | Unsung |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Egge | |
Frances Baker was a red-eyed woman | |
She was wanted in fifteen states | |
Dress was torn around at the shoulder | |
Resulting from her escape | |
She wanted love, She wanted fame, | |
She got it all, even her name | |
In a concrete star on the corner of the street | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
Up in Vegas where the neon screams | |
As loud as the traffic in her (?) scenes | |
She ran away to the circus (circus) | |
She wears high heels like in her dreams | |
Down the catwalk with her long cigarette | |
Hanging from her pretty pouted lips | |
She's gonna be famous, | |
She's gonna be rich | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye bitch | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
In the lamp light of her motel room, | |
She writes home to the moon | |
Say goodnight to my old bedroom | |
I'll be home to visit someday soon, | |
I'll be home to visit someday | |
Now she knows she's got it all | |
She does her cocaine in the hall | |
No more hiding in the bathroom stall. | |
She is the fairest of them all. | |
She is the fairest of them all. |
zuo qu : Egge | |
Frances Baker was a redeyed woman | |
She was wanted in fifteen states | |
Dress was torn around at the shoulder | |
Resulting from her escape | |
She wanted love, She wanted fame, | |
She got it all, even her name | |
In a concrete star on the corner of the street | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
Up in Vegas where the neon screams | |
As loud as the traffic in her ? scenes | |
She ran away to the circus circus | |
She wears high heels like in her dreams | |
Down the catwalk with her long cigarette | |
Hanging from her pretty pouted lips | |
She' s gonna be famous, | |
She' s gonna be rich | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye bitch | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
In the lamp light of her motel room, | |
She writes home to the moon | |
Say goodnight to my old bedroom | |
I' ll be home to visit someday soon, | |
I' ll be home to visit someday | |
Now she knows she' s got it all | |
She does her cocaine in the hall | |
No more hiding in the bathroom stall. | |
She is the fairest of them all. | |
She is the fairest of them all. |
zuò qǔ : Egge | |
Frances Baker was a redeyed woman | |
She was wanted in fifteen states | |
Dress was torn around at the shoulder | |
Resulting from her escape | |
She wanted love, She wanted fame, | |
She got it all, even her name | |
In a concrete star on the corner of the street | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Where real life and the movies meet | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
Up in Vegas where the neon screams | |
As loud as the traffic in her ? scenes | |
She ran away to the circus circus | |
She wears high heels like in her dreams | |
Down the catwalk with her long cigarette | |
Hanging from her pretty pouted lips | |
She' s gonna be famous, | |
She' s gonna be rich | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye bitch | |
Rockabye baby, rockabye | |
Oh let me be in the city of angels | |
Yes, this is what I want | |
To put on my dress | |
And some red, red lipstick | |
And let all the people watch me as I walk | |
In the lamp light of her motel room, | |
She writes home to the moon | |
Say goodnight to my old bedroom | |
I' ll be home to visit someday soon, | |
I' ll be home to visit someday | |
Now she knows she' s got it all | |
She does her cocaine in the hall | |
No more hiding in the bathroom stall. | |
She is the fairest of them all. | |
She is the fairest of them all. |