歌曲 | It Hurts To See You Dance So Well - Album |
歌手 | The Pipettes |
专辑 | We Are The Pipettes |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pipettes | |
Half past one on the dance-floor, | |
And my thoughts have turned to murder, | |
Can't these strangers feel my eyes, burning into them, | |
They know that i wanna kill them, 'cos i can't get over you, | |
And i can see them looking at you, | |
And i just can't, can't get over you, | |
It hurts to see you dance so well, | |
Quater to two on the dance-floor, | |
But my feet won't dance no more, | |
Got no spirit for dancing, | |
Since you walked right out the door, | |
Now all my moves are floored, 'cos i cant get over you, | |
And i can see them dancing up to you, | |
And i just can't, can't get over you, | |
Hurts to see you looking so fine, | |
You it hurts to see you dance so well, | |
I, I remember the times that we kissed, | |
And the beats my heart missed, | |
But our feet never missed a beat, | |
When we were dancing cheek to cheek, | |
And you,you, you knew all the best moves, | |
And the funkiest grooves, | |
But you never knew, | |
How much i was in love with you, | |
And now it's two o'clock on the dance-floor, | |
And i'm going home, | |
I'm going home, | |
I'm going home alone |
zuo qu : Pipettes | |
Half past one on the dancefloor, | |
And my thoughts have turned to murder, | |
Can' t these strangers feel my eyes, burning into them, | |
They know that i wanna kill them, ' cos i can' t get over you, | |
And i can see them looking at you, | |
And i just can' t, can' t get over you, | |
It hurts to see you dance so well, | |
Quater to two on the dancefloor, | |
But my feet won' t dance no more, | |
Got no spirit for dancing, | |
Since you walked right out the door, | |
Now all my moves are floored, ' cos i cant get over you, | |
And i can see them dancing up to you, | |
And i just can' t, can' t get over you, | |
Hurts to see you looking so fine, | |
You it hurts to see you dance so well, | |
I, I remember the times that we kissed, | |
And the beats my heart missed, | |
But our feet never missed a beat, | |
When we were dancing cheek to cheek, | |
And you, you, you knew all the best moves, | |
And the funkiest grooves, | |
But you never knew, | |
How much i was in love with you, | |
And now it' s two o' clock on the dancefloor, | |
And i' m going home, | |
I' m going home, | |
I' m going home alone |
zuò qǔ : Pipettes | |
Half past one on the dancefloor, | |
And my thoughts have turned to murder, | |
Can' t these strangers feel my eyes, burning into them, | |
They know that i wanna kill them, ' cos i can' t get over you, | |
And i can see them looking at you, | |
And i just can' t, can' t get over you, | |
It hurts to see you dance so well, | |
Quater to two on the dancefloor, | |
But my feet won' t dance no more, | |
Got no spirit for dancing, | |
Since you walked right out the door, | |
Now all my moves are floored, ' cos i cant get over you, | |
And i can see them dancing up to you, | |
And i just can' t, can' t get over you, | |
Hurts to see you looking so fine, | |
You it hurts to see you dance so well, | |
I, I remember the times that we kissed, | |
And the beats my heart missed, | |
But our feet never missed a beat, | |
When we were dancing cheek to cheek, | |
And you, you, you knew all the best moves, | |
And the funkiest grooves, | |
But you never knew, | |
How much i was in love with you, | |
And now it' s two o' clock on the dancefloor, | |
And i' m going home, | |
I' m going home, | |
I' m going home alone |