歌曲 | Your Ankles to Your Earlobes |
歌手 | The Paper Chase |
专辑 | God Bless Your Black Heart |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Congleton | |
Shame, shame on you | |
And your sweet head on the pillow | |
Take the pills dear let your hair grow | |
Take a knee, believe you me | |
With ankles to the earlobes | |
Bite your lip dear make a wish girl | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
Pox, a pox on you | |
So what do you have to say for yourself | |
When the gangbang's done and no one's left to appease? | |
Aren't you fetching with finger cuffs and knock-knees | |
We make a warm bed for the Yankees | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
So Abby, it's far to late for me | |
I left a notebook on the shelf, just take the kids and save yourself | |
My little Abby, and soon they'll come for me | |
Just tell my son that I'm sorry | |
I'll disappear you now are free | |
And Abby, it's far too late for me | |
I left a checkbook on the shelf, just take the keys and save yourself | |
My sweet Abby, I hope you die laughing | |
All fat and cheeky on your warm bed | |
The raven the vulture won't circle your head | |
My sweet queen bee, I hope it comes quickly | |
I hope your thoughts don't drift to me | |
I'll die in here, you now are free | |
You now are free | |
My precious thing |
zuo qu : Congleton | |
Shame, shame on you | |
And your sweet head on the pillow | |
Take the pills dear let your hair grow | |
Take a knee, believe you me | |
With ankles to the earlobes | |
Bite your lip dear make a wish girl | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
Pox, a pox on you | |
So what do you have to say for yourself | |
When the gangbang' s done and no one' s left to appease? | |
Aren' t you fetching with finger cuffs and knockknees | |
We make a warm bed for the Yankees | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
So Abby, it' s far to late for me | |
I left a notebook on the shelf, just take the kids and save yourself | |
My little Abby, and soon they' ll come for me | |
Just tell my son that I' m sorry | |
I' ll disappear you now are free | |
And Abby, it' s far too late for me | |
I left a checkbook on the shelf, just take the keys and save yourself | |
My sweet Abby, I hope you die laughing | |
All fat and cheeky on your warm bed | |
The raven the vulture won' t circle your head | |
My sweet queen bee, I hope it comes quickly | |
I hope your thoughts don' t drift to me | |
I' ll die in here, you now are free | |
You now are free | |
My precious thing |
zuò qǔ : Congleton | |
Shame, shame on you | |
And your sweet head on the pillow | |
Take the pills dear let your hair grow | |
Take a knee, believe you me | |
With ankles to the earlobes | |
Bite your lip dear make a wish girl | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
Pox, a pox on you | |
So what do you have to say for yourself | |
When the gangbang' s done and no one' s left to appease? | |
Aren' t you fetching with finger cuffs and knockknees | |
We make a warm bed for the Yankees | |
Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart | |
So Abby, it' s far to late for me | |
I left a notebook on the shelf, just take the kids and save yourself | |
My little Abby, and soon they' ll come for me | |
Just tell my son that I' m sorry | |
I' ll disappear you now are free | |
And Abby, it' s far too late for me | |
I left a checkbook on the shelf, just take the keys and save yourself | |
My sweet Abby, I hope you die laughing | |
All fat and cheeky on your warm bed | |
The raven the vulture won' t circle your head | |
My sweet queen bee, I hope it comes quickly | |
I hope your thoughts don' t drift to me | |
I' ll die in here, you now are free | |
You now are free | |
My precious thing |