歌曲 | Long Flowing Robe |
歌手 | Todd Rundgren |
专辑 | Runt: The Ballad of Todd Rundgren |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Rundgren | |
Cruising makes some people get uptight | |
But nothing beats a lonely friday night | |
Friday night, nothing much to do but hang around | |
Think i might just grab myself a cab and head downtown | |
And for hours, i hang around the dance hall crowd | |
I feel like a boor | |
But then i turned around and cast my eyes to the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the ballroom door | |
I was hard-pressed to know | |
What i hoped she was looking for | |
Coming on at first may not seem right | |
But nothing beats a lover at first sight | |
What a sight, nothing can compare with simple grace | |
It's all right, i see it in the look upon her face | |
That she wants me the same way that i'm wanting her | |
In fact maybe more | |
But as i take her hand | |
She turns and heads for the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She took off through the ballroom door | |
I was hard-pressed to know | |
What did she go and do that for | |
Friday night, nothing left to do but go to bed | |
Sleeping tight, when something stirring deep inside my head | |
Said "wake up and cast your eyes to the door." | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the bedroom door | |
I was hard-pressed to know | |
What i knew she was looking for |
zuo qu : Rundgren | |
Cruising makes some people get uptight | |
But nothing beats a lonely friday night | |
Friday night, nothing much to do but hang around | |
Think i might just grab myself a cab and head downtown | |
And for hours, i hang around the dance hall crowd | |
I feel like a boor | |
But then i turned around and cast my eyes to the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the ballroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What i hoped she was looking for | |
Coming on at first may not seem right | |
But nothing beats a lover at first sight | |
What a sight, nothing can compare with simple grace | |
It' s all right, i see it in the look upon her face | |
That she wants me the same way that i' m wanting her | |
In fact maybe more | |
But as i take her hand | |
She turns and heads for the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She took off through the ballroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What did she go and do that for | |
Friday night, nothing left to do but go to bed | |
Sleeping tight, when something stirring deep inside my head | |
Said " wake up and cast your eyes to the door." | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the bedroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What i knew she was looking for |
zuò qǔ : Rundgren | |
Cruising makes some people get uptight | |
But nothing beats a lonely friday night | |
Friday night, nothing much to do but hang around | |
Think i might just grab myself a cab and head downtown | |
And for hours, i hang around the dance hall crowd | |
I feel like a boor | |
But then i turned around and cast my eyes to the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the ballroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What i hoped she was looking for | |
Coming on at first may not seem right | |
But nothing beats a lover at first sight | |
What a sight, nothing can compare with simple grace | |
It' s all right, i see it in the look upon her face | |
That she wants me the same way that i' m wanting her | |
In fact maybe more | |
But as i take her hand | |
She turns and heads for the door | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She took off through the ballroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What did she go and do that for | |
Friday night, nothing left to do but go to bed | |
Sleeping tight, when something stirring deep inside my head | |
Said " wake up and cast your eyes to the door." | |
In a long flowing robe | |
She appeared at the bedroom door | |
I was hardpressed to know | |
What i knew she was looking for |