歌曲 | Cadillac Hotel |
歌手 | Little Feat |
专辑 | Hotcakes & Outtakes |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词:Bill Payne、Bill Wray | |
作曲:Bill Payne、Bill Wray | |
You can open the window | |
Where the sunset meets the sea | |
Everything's for sale | |
Everything's for free | |
Sweet mother Mary | |
Sells her fortunes well | |
She's got all the answers | |
Just might save you from hell | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
You can drink and drink but you can | |
Never get enough | |
You can have yours with sweet and low | |
You might even have the blues to go | |
One shot Johnny | |
Got a dog on a rope | |
Goin' from table to table | |
With a pocket full of hope | |
Rodeo riders and scarlet women | |
Lean against your walls | |
The show they're waitin' for | |
Is just three steps down the hall | |
The of king of jive looks like the queen of please | |
Makes his livin' on his hands and knees | |
You give and you give 'till you give it all | |
Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh | |
I've climbed so high | |
And I've surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
El Dorado Slim | |
Works behind the desk | |
Either day or night | |
He can handle any request | |
J. C.'s screamin' | |
Bout turnin' water to wine | |
Got all in a big brown bag | |
In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag | |
The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh's | |
Lace their souls up tight | |
Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in | |
Get ready for Cadillac night | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
It's not about money, you can never get enough | |
A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride | |
It's not how you live, it's how you survive | |
I've climbed so high | |
And I've surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
I've climbed so high | |
And I've surely fell | |
Ten thousand feet to zero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel |
zuo ci: Bill Payne Bill Wray | |
zuo qu: Bill Payne Bill Wray | |
You can open the window | |
Where the sunset meets the sea | |
Everything' s for sale | |
Everything' s for free | |
Sweet mother Mary | |
Sells her fortunes well | |
She' s got all the answers | |
Just might save you from hell | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
You can drink and drink but you can | |
Never get enough | |
You can have yours with sweet and low | |
You might even have the blues to go | |
One shot Johnny | |
Got a dog on a rope | |
Goin' from table to table | |
With a pocket full of hope | |
Rodeo riders and scarlet women | |
Lean against your walls | |
The show they' re waitin' for | |
Is just three steps down the hall | |
The of king of jive looks like the queen of please | |
Makes his livin' on his hands and knees | |
You give and you give ' till you give it all | |
Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
El Dorado Slim | |
Works behind the desk | |
Either day or night | |
He can handle any request | |
J. C.' s screamin' | |
Bout turnin' water to wine | |
Got all in a big brown bag | |
In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag | |
The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh' s | |
Lace their souls up tight | |
Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in | |
Get ready for Cadillac night | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
It' s not about money, you can never get enough | |
A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride | |
It' s not how you live, it' s how you survive | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Ten thousand feet to zero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel |
zuò cí: Bill Payne Bill Wray | |
zuò qǔ: Bill Payne Bill Wray | |
You can open the window | |
Where the sunset meets the sea | |
Everything' s for sale | |
Everything' s for free | |
Sweet mother Mary | |
Sells her fortunes well | |
She' s got all the answers | |
Just might save you from hell | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
You can drink and drink but you can | |
Never get enough | |
You can have yours with sweet and low | |
You might even have the blues to go | |
One shot Johnny | |
Got a dog on a rope | |
Goin' from table to table | |
With a pocket full of hope | |
Rodeo riders and scarlet women | |
Lean against your walls | |
The show they' re waitin' for | |
Is just three steps down the hall | |
The of king of jive looks like the queen of please | |
Makes his livin' on his hands and knees | |
You give and you give ' till you give it all | |
Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
El Dorado Slim | |
Works behind the desk | |
Either day or night | |
He can handle any request | |
J. C.' s screamin' | |
Bout turnin' water to wine | |
Got all in a big brown bag | |
In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag | |
The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh' s | |
Lace their souls up tight | |
Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in | |
Get ready for Cadillac night | |
Across the street at the bottomless cup | |
It' s not about money, you can never get enough | |
A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride | |
It' s not how you live, it' s how you survive | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Every story has a hero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel | |
I' ve climbed so high | |
And I' ve surely fell | |
Ten thousand feet to zero | |
Down at the Cadillac Hotel |