Toad In The Hole 歌词

	作词 : Anderson
	I walk along the strand
	to catch the late ride home.
	Shuttle through the evening gloom
	knowing I forgot to phone.
	The back door's open.
	There's a chill blowing in.
	Take your warm hands off me.
	Let the night begin.
	Shush your mouth.
	Listen to me.
	I won't say nothing --
	Just let me be your
	Toad in the Hole.
	Kicking through the wet leaves lying
	all along the station road.
	Past tired graffitti wailing,
	raw emotion to unload.
	There's coal in the fireplace
	and money in the bank too.
	Deep-pile carpets, tinsel wallpaper.
	Still got the back room to do.
	Don't be late.
	Got a day's work behind me.
	Feel a little devastated
	but my nights are assigned
	to you.
	No tom-cat creeping, now
	could ever be so bold
	to hang around our place tonight
	when I come in from the cold.
	There's a straight-six in the garage
	and some fine wine to cool.
	Labour-savers in the kitchen,
	room in the garden for a pool.
	Shush your mouth.
	Let imagination run
	here in bed-sit heaven
	where all the best wishing's done
	to warm Toad in the Hole.

	zuo ci : Anderson
	I walk along the strand
	to catch the late ride home.
	Shuttle through the evening gloom
	knowing I forgot to phone.
	The back door' s open.
	There' s a chill blowing in.
	Take your warm hands off me.
	Let the night begin.
	Shush your mouth.
	Listen to me.
	I won' t say nothing
	Just let me be your
	Toad in the Hole.
	Kicking through the wet leaves lying
	all along the station road.
	Past tired graffitti wailing,
	raw emotion to unload.
	There' s coal in the fireplace
	and money in the bank too.
	Deeppile carpets, tinsel wallpaper.
	Still got the back room to do.
	Don' t be late.
	Got a day' s work behind me.
	Feel a little devastated
	but my nights are assigned
	to you.
	No tomcat creeping, now
	could ever be so bold
	to hang around our place tonight
	when I come in from the cold.
	There' s a straightsix in the garage
	and some fine wine to cool.
	Laboursavers in the kitchen,
	room in the garden for a pool.
	Shush your mouth.
	Let imagination run
	here in bedsit heaven
	where all the best wishing' s done
	to warm Toad in the Hole.

	zuò cí : Anderson
	I walk along the strand
	to catch the late ride home.
	Shuttle through the evening gloom
	knowing I forgot to phone.
	The back door' s open.
	There' s a chill blowing in.
	Take your warm hands off me.
	Let the night begin.
	Shush your mouth.
	Listen to me.
	I won' t say nothing
	Just let me be your
	Toad in the Hole.
	Kicking through the wet leaves lying
	all along the station road.
	Past tired graffitti wailing,
	raw emotion to unload.
	There' s coal in the fireplace
	and money in the bank too.
	Deeppile carpets, tinsel wallpaper.
	Still got the back room to do.
	Don' t be late.
	Got a day' s work behind me.
	Feel a little devastated
	but my nights are assigned
	to you.
	No tomcat creeping, now
	could ever be so bold
	to hang around our place tonight
	when I come in from the cold.
	There' s a straightsix in the garage
	and some fine wine to cool.
	Laboursavers in the kitchen,
	room in the garden for a pool.
	Shush your mouth.
	Let imagination run
	here in bedsit heaven
	where all the best wishing' s done
	to warm Toad in the Hole.

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