歌曲 | Like Young |
歌手 | Perry Como |
专辑 | For the Young at Heart |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I'm out doin' the usual places, | |
And i'm livin' it, like young! | |
Then i dig me this face of all faces, | |
She's the craziest, like young! | |
She drinks coffee at caf?espresso, | |
She reads kerouac , like young! | |
She goes where all the angry young men go, | |
Recites poetry, like young! | |
We start blowin' the pad about lovin' | |
And we're homin' it, like now! | |
We spin records on cloud number seven, | |
And she's reaching me, like wow! | |
( he's all unstrung, | |
&cause man, she's got him feelin' like young! | |
If she were to frosh him and go, | |
He's startin' to wear his hair again, | |
Just like a square again! ) | |
I keep a getting' the kookiest notion. | |
I think maybe it's like love! | |
I've been feelin' a crazy emotion, | |
I think baby, it's like love! | |
Now we're ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we're makin' it like young! | |
Love . . . soft as april snow! | |
Love . . . warm as candle glow! | |
Love . . . love is easy go! | |
Now we're ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we're makin' it like young! |
I' m out doin' the usual places, | |
And i' m livin' it, like young! | |
Then i dig me this face of all faces, | |
She' s the craziest, like young! | |
She drinks coffee at caf? espresso, | |
She reads kerouac , like young! | |
She goes where all the angry young men go, | |
Recites poetry, like young! | |
We start blowin' the pad about lovin' | |
And we' re homin' it, like now! | |
We spin records on cloud number seven, | |
And she' s reaching me, like wow! | |
he' s all unstrung, | |
cause man, she' s got him feelin' like young! | |
If she were to frosh him and go, | |
He' s startin' to wear his hair again, | |
Just like a square again! | |
I keep a getting' the kookiest notion. | |
I think maybe it' s like love! | |
I' ve been feelin' a crazy emotion, | |
I think baby, it' s like love! | |
Now we' re ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we' re makin' it like young! | |
Love . . . soft as april snow! | |
Love . . . warm as candle glow! | |
Love . . . love is easy go! | |
Now we' re ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we' re makin' it like young! |
I' m out doin' the usual places, | |
And i' m livin' it, like young! | |
Then i dig me this face of all faces, | |
She' s the craziest, like young! | |
She drinks coffee at caf? espresso, | |
She reads kerouac , like young! | |
She goes where all the angry young men go, | |
Recites poetry, like young! | |
We start blowin' the pad about lovin' | |
And we' re homin' it, like now! | |
We spin records on cloud number seven, | |
And she' s reaching me, like wow! | |
he' s all unstrung, | |
cause man, she' s got him feelin' like young! | |
If she were to frosh him and go, | |
He' s startin' to wear his hair again, | |
Just like a square again! | |
I keep a getting' the kookiest notion. | |
I think maybe it' s like love! | |
I' ve been feelin' a crazy emotion, | |
I think baby, it' s like love! | |
Now we' re ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we' re makin' it like young! | |
Love . . . soft as april snow! | |
Love . . . warm as candle glow! | |
Love . . . love is easy go! | |
Now we' re ridin' a rainbow to cloudsville, | |
And we' re makin' it like young! |