歌曲 | Lonely-Phobia |
歌手 | The Rutles |
专辑 | Archaeology |
作词 : Innes | |
You look forlorn, too tired to yawn | |
As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon | |
Your face is drawn | |
You've got lonely phobia | |
and I only hope ya get better | |
You sit and stare, beyond all care | |
But mirrors don't lie and the look in your eye | |
Is showing your despair | |
You've got lonely phobia | |
and I only hope ya get better | |
Another love could set you free | |
But you're afraid (afraid) | |
To go (to go) | |
Another love may prove to be | |
No better than the devil you know | |
It's late (it's late) at night (at night) | |
You feel (you feel) uptight (uptight) | |
Your lover's in bed while the thoughts in your head | |
Are far (are far) from light (from light) | |
You've got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better | |
Another love could set you free but you're afraid (afraid) | |
To go (to go) | |
Another love may prove to be no better than the devil you know | |
You look forlorn, too tired to yawn | |
As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon | |
Your face is drawn | |
You've got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better | |
You've got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better |
zuò cí : Innes | |
You look forlorn, too tired to yawn | |
As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon | |
Your face is drawn | |
You' ve got lonely phobia | |
and I only hope ya get better | |
You sit and stare, beyond all care | |
But mirrors don' t lie and the look in your eye | |
Is showing your despair | |
You' ve got lonely phobia | |
and I only hope ya get better | |
Another love could set you free | |
But you' re afraid afraid | |
To go to go | |
Another love may prove to be | |
No better than the devil you know | |
It' s late it' s late at night at night | |
You feel you feel uptight uptight | |
Your lover' s in bed while the thoughts in your head | |
Are far are far from light from light | |
You' ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better | |
Another love could set you free but you' re afraid afraid | |
To go to go | |
Another love may prove to be no better than the devil you know | |
You look forlorn, too tired to yawn | |
As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon | |
Your face is drawn | |
You' ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better | |
You' ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better |