歌曲 | Carpetbaggers |
歌手 | Jenny Lewis |
专辑 | Live at the World Cafe Volume 27 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
They come to town when the war is over | |
Dirty boots in the middle of the night | |
Trolling the bars, hitting on the soldiers | |
Boys give it up without a fight | |
They say, “Hey, boy, how about your place? | |
I know you really want to take me home” | |
Drop the bags off on the bedroom floor | |
They make love with the lights on, saying | |
“I’m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I’m coming to your town | |
I’m going to treat you kind (woo-hoo) | |
I’m going to rob you blind (woo-hoo) | |
I’ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Sally could have had any one of the boys | |
But she couldn’t love no one she could not control | |
Friend of mine and her got married | |
I don’t hear too much from them anymore | |
Last I heard, he had a rope around his neck | |
Dragging around the grocery store | |
Carrying her bags and pushing down the aisles | |
Saying, “I ain’t got no home in this world anymore” | |
“I’m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I’m coming to your town | |
I’m going to treat you kind (woo-hoo) | |
I’m going to rob you blind (woo-hoo) | |
I’ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
They come to town when the party’s over | |
Books been written and truths been tried | |
They’ll take it all if the door’s left open | |
Steal the nose right from under your eyes | |
Singing, “I’m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I’m coming to your town | |
I’m going to treat you kind (woo-hoo) | |
I’m going to rob you blind (woo-hoo) | |
I’ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah |
They come to town when the war is over | |
Dirty boots in the middle of the night | |
Trolling the bars, hitting on the soldiers | |
Boys give it up without a fight | |
They say, " Hey, boy, how about your place? | |
I know you really want to take me home" | |
Drop the bags off on the bedroom floor | |
They make love with the lights on, saying | |
" I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Sally could have had any one of the boys | |
But she couldn' t love no one she could not control | |
Friend of mine and her got married | |
I don' t hear too much from them anymore | |
Last I heard, he had a rope around his neck | |
Dragging around the grocery store | |
Carrying her bags and pushing down the aisles | |
Saying, " I ain' t got no home in this world anymore" | |
" I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
They come to town when the party' s over | |
Books been written and truths been tried | |
They' ll take it all if the door' s left open | |
Steal the nose right from under your eyes | |
Singing, " I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah |
They come to town when the war is over | |
Dirty boots in the middle of the night | |
Trolling the bars, hitting on the soldiers | |
Boys give it up without a fight | |
They say, " Hey, boy, how about your place? | |
I know you really want to take me home" | |
Drop the bags off on the bedroom floor | |
They make love with the lights on, saying | |
" I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Sally could have had any one of the boys | |
But she couldn' t love no one she could not control | |
Friend of mine and her got married | |
I don' t hear too much from them anymore | |
Last I heard, he had a rope around his neck | |
Dragging around the grocery store | |
Carrying her bags and pushing down the aisles | |
Saying, " I ain' t got no home in this world anymore" | |
" I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
They come to town when the party' s over | |
Books been written and truths been tried | |
They' ll take it all if the door' s left open | |
Steal the nose right from under your eyes | |
Singing, " I' m a carpetbagger, baby | |
I' m coming to your town | |
I' m going to treat you kind woohoo | |
I' m going to rob you blind woohoo | |
I' ll smile all the time | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah | |
Whoa, yeah |