歌曲 | On a Night Like You |
歌手 | Golden Earring |
专辑 | Millbrook USA |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
You know the first time I saw the X-Files | |
I was stoned as usual | |
Here comes Scully walking in | |
Zappin' through the Cartwrights | |
Fox Mulder went and lost his gun | |
He keeps holding on to the flashlight | |
Shining bright on lost memories | |
Scully, I can't forget your sweet sixteen | |
I'm not an alien | |
I fear it's not a dream | |
I wish you'd recognize the voice | |
That sang your favourite song | |
At Kansas City Airport | |
Got the jukebox on wheels, hello | |
There's a Talkin' Head silently | |
Tappin' on my shoulder | |
I'm standing there I'm stunned | |
Flying high as a kite | |
My hero he turns out to be | |
Just an ordinary guy | |
Lickin' on a lollypop | |
Looking insecure | |
One look in his eyes and I knew for sure | |
I might never come this close, to a rising star | |
I may be crazy, but he killed me with that song | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories explode.... | |
Faster, faster | |
It's pure delight | |
Flashing past and blinding my eyes | |
Memories you've been trying to blow away | |
Keep on coming back again | |
The band is in the basement | |
It's Saturday night | |
In Richmond, VA after a gig with The Pie | |
Seeing it all through the clouds of my birthday surprise | |
Delicious Donna decides to write a new episode | |
I remember being introduced | |
Stevie's face was small | |
He just kept me reeling | |
Man, we were laughing at the dark | |
Getting ready to march all the way back home to Mars | |
One last fuel stop at Itchycoo Park | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories tend to explode |
zuo ci : Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
You know the first time I saw the XFiles | |
I was stoned as usual | |
Here comes Scully walking in | |
Zappin' through the Cartwrights | |
Fox Mulder went and lost his gun | |
He keeps holding on to the flashlight | |
Shining bright on lost memories | |
Scully, I can' t forget your sweet sixteen | |
I' m not an alien | |
I fear it' s not a dream | |
I wish you' d recognize the voice | |
That sang your favourite song | |
At Kansas City Airport | |
Got the jukebox on wheels, hello | |
There' s a Talkin' Head silently | |
Tappin' on my shoulder | |
I' m standing there I' m stunned | |
Flying high as a kite | |
My hero he turns out to be | |
Just an ordinary guy | |
Lickin' on a lollypop | |
Looking insecure | |
One look in his eyes and I knew for sure | |
I might never come this close, to a rising star | |
I may be crazy, but he killed me with that song | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories explode.... | |
Faster, faster | |
It' s pure delight | |
Flashing past and blinding my eyes | |
Memories you' ve been trying to blow away | |
Keep on coming back again | |
The band is in the basement | |
It' s Saturday night | |
In Richmond, VA after a gig with The Pie | |
Seeing it all through the clouds of my birthday surprise | |
Delicious Donna decides to write a new episode | |
I remember being introduced | |
Stevie' s face was small | |
He just kept me reeling | |
Man, we were laughing at the dark | |
Getting ready to march all the way back home to Mars | |
One last fuel stop at Itchycoo Park | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories tend to explode |
zuò cí : Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
You know the first time I saw the XFiles | |
I was stoned as usual | |
Here comes Scully walking in | |
Zappin' through the Cartwrights | |
Fox Mulder went and lost his gun | |
He keeps holding on to the flashlight | |
Shining bright on lost memories | |
Scully, I can' t forget your sweet sixteen | |
I' m not an alien | |
I fear it' s not a dream | |
I wish you' d recognize the voice | |
That sang your favourite song | |
At Kansas City Airport | |
Got the jukebox on wheels, hello | |
There' s a Talkin' Head silently | |
Tappin' on my shoulder | |
I' m standing there I' m stunned | |
Flying high as a kite | |
My hero he turns out to be | |
Just an ordinary guy | |
Lickin' on a lollypop | |
Looking insecure | |
One look in his eyes and I knew for sure | |
I might never come this close, to a rising star | |
I may be crazy, but he killed me with that song | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories explode.... | |
Faster, faster | |
It' s pure delight | |
Flashing past and blinding my eyes | |
Memories you' ve been trying to blow away | |
Keep on coming back again | |
The band is in the basement | |
It' s Saturday night | |
In Richmond, VA after a gig with The Pie | |
Seeing it all through the clouds of my birthday surprise | |
Delicious Donna decides to write a new episode | |
I remember being introduced | |
Stevie' s face was small | |
He just kept me reeling | |
Man, we were laughing at the dark | |
Getting ready to march all the way back home to Mars | |
One last fuel stop at Itchycoo Park | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
And oh, on a night like you | |
When memories tend to explode |