歌曲 | Bad Bad You, Bad Bad Me |
歌手 | Stephen Fretwell |
专辑 | Magpie |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Stephen Fretwell | |
You look so dainty darlin' | |
Crossin' over the road | |
To where the taxis wait in line | |
You move like violence darlin' | |
Your stubborn eyes they get me everytime | |
So come on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favourite floor | |
And bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we'll be left with, anyway | |
Your songs don't come so easy | |
And lines are gettin, shorter everytime | |
And your heart beats so quickly | |
I hear it moving in the night, you like | |
So sneak on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz Bad Bad You, Bad Bad Me, | |
Is all we'll be left with, anyway | |
So come on over Darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we'll be left with, anyway | |
Yes bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we'll be left with, anyway |
zuo qu : Stephen Fretwell | |
You look so dainty darlin' | |
Crossin' over the road | |
To where the taxis wait in line | |
You move like violence darlin' | |
Your stubborn eyes they get me everytime | |
So come on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favourite floor | |
And bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
Your songs don' t come so easy | |
And lines are gettin, shorter everytime | |
And your heart beats so quickly | |
I hear it moving in the night, you like | |
So sneak on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz Bad Bad You, Bad Bad Me, | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
So come on over Darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
Yes bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway |
zuò qǔ : Stephen Fretwell | |
You look so dainty darlin' | |
Crossin' over the road | |
To where the taxis wait in line | |
You move like violence darlin' | |
Your stubborn eyes they get me everytime | |
So come on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favourite floor | |
And bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
Your songs don' t come so easy | |
And lines are gettin, shorter everytime | |
And your heart beats so quickly | |
I hear it moving in the night, you like | |
So sneak on over darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz Bad Bad You, Bad Bad Me, | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
So come on over Darlin' | |
And bring those magazines | |
And show me which ones your favorite floor | |
Coz bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway | |
Yes bad bad you, bad bad me | |
Is all we' ll be left with, anyway |