歌曲 | Ethylene |
歌手 | John Hiatt |
专辑 | Walk On |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hiatt | |
I'm sitting on the toilet | |
With my sunglasses on | |
Wondering what you are up to | |
This hotel's got bathroom telephones | |
But i don't want to interrupt you | |
You might be painting your nails | |
With your hot curlers on | |
Each one a different color | |
Or listening to that beach boys sailing song | |
Sloop john b or another | |
Chorus: | |
Ethylene, my ethylene | |
My love for you is just obscene | |
My deer you dress | |
My fish you clean | |
But you are nowhere to be seen | |
My ethylene | |
Well you could bag your limit | |
With a bow and arrow | |
Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark | |
Well i thought we were walking | |
Down the straight and narrow | |
How'd we ever drift so far apart | |
I took my eighteen wheels | |
On this road to nowhere | |
And you disappeared right up in the hills | |
Like smoke up a chimney | |
Girl, i go there | |
Yeah in my dreams i visit you still | |
Chorus | |
Now some men will drive | |
To the edges of nothing | |
So they can take a peak at the great abyss | |
Some men avoid love | |
Like it was a plague or something | |
So they can leave the seat down | |
When they piss | |
I miss that crocheted thing | |
You kept on the kleenex box | |
I miss my feet | |
On your cold linoleum floor | |
Sippin hot coffee | |
After makin love till daybreak | |
Well ethylene a fool would ask for more | |
Chorus twice | |
My ethylene, my ethylene, my ethylene |
zuo ci : Hiatt | |
I' m sitting on the toilet | |
With my sunglasses on | |
Wondering what you are up to | |
This hotel' s got bathroom telephones | |
But i don' t want to interrupt you | |
You might be painting your nails | |
With your hot curlers on | |
Each one a different color | |
Or listening to that beach boys sailing song | |
Sloop john b or another | |
Chorus: | |
Ethylene, my ethylene | |
My love for you is just obscene | |
My deer you dress | |
My fish you clean | |
But you are nowhere to be seen | |
My ethylene | |
Well you could bag your limit | |
With a bow and arrow | |
Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark | |
Well i thought we were walking | |
Down the straight and narrow | |
How' d we ever drift so far apart | |
I took my eighteen wheels | |
On this road to nowhere | |
And you disappeared right up in the hills | |
Like smoke up a chimney | |
Girl, i go there | |
Yeah in my dreams i visit you still | |
Chorus | |
Now some men will drive | |
To the edges of nothing | |
So they can take a peak at the great abyss | |
Some men avoid love | |
Like it was a plague or something | |
So they can leave the seat down | |
When they piss | |
I miss that crocheted thing | |
You kept on the kleenex box | |
I miss my feet | |
On your cold linoleum floor | |
Sippin hot coffee | |
After makin love till daybreak | |
Well ethylene a fool would ask for more | |
Chorus twice | |
My ethylene, my ethylene, my ethylene |
zuò cí : Hiatt | |
I' m sitting on the toilet | |
With my sunglasses on | |
Wondering what you are up to | |
This hotel' s got bathroom telephones | |
But i don' t want to interrupt you | |
You might be painting your nails | |
With your hot curlers on | |
Each one a different color | |
Or listening to that beach boys sailing song | |
Sloop john b or another | |
Chorus: | |
Ethylene, my ethylene | |
My love for you is just obscene | |
My deer you dress | |
My fish you clean | |
But you are nowhere to be seen | |
My ethylene | |
Well you could bag your limit | |
With a bow and arrow | |
Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark | |
Well i thought we were walking | |
Down the straight and narrow | |
How' d we ever drift so far apart | |
I took my eighteen wheels | |
On this road to nowhere | |
And you disappeared right up in the hills | |
Like smoke up a chimney | |
Girl, i go there | |
Yeah in my dreams i visit you still | |
Chorus | |
Now some men will drive | |
To the edges of nothing | |
So they can take a peak at the great abyss | |
Some men avoid love | |
Like it was a plague or something | |
So they can leave the seat down | |
When they piss | |
I miss that crocheted thing | |
You kept on the kleenex box | |
I miss my feet | |
On your cold linoleum floor | |
Sippin hot coffee | |
After makin love till daybreak | |
Well ethylene a fool would ask for more | |
Chorus twice | |
My ethylene, my ethylene, my ethylene |