歌曲 | Dan, My Fling |
歌手 | Carly Simon |
专辑 | Carly Simon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brackman, Gardner | |
Written:Jacob Brackman/Fred Gardner | |
I said that I felt jailed up | |
As if our doors were nailed up | |
I said I needed separate places, | |
Parties, room to move around in. | |
I said I needed my fling | |
Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
It took me months to calculate | |
That I had nothing left without you- | |
[Chorus:] | |
Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
Now I've got to fall back on dreams | |
I thought I'd try and write you | |
I thought I'd try and phone you | |
I thought I'd try to tell you | |
That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
But you'd just mile to please me | |
You'd shake your head, you'd tease me - | |
Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
That we both required freedom | |
[Chorus] | |
I'd dream up schemes to meet you, | |
I'd nonchalantly greet you, | |
I'd ask you up for coffee | |
Anytime you had an hour open. | |
You say you like my hair long, | |
You ask me if I've written any new songs, | |
You'd laugh, you'd turn and cross the street | |
And leave me dizzy with your laughter - | |
[Chorus] | |
I hear you're leaving this town, | |
You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
you'll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
I lie alone in our old bed, | |
Your laughter it's echoin' inside my head. | |
I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
It's like I haven't slept in years - | |
[Chorus] |
zuo ci : Brackman, Gardner | |
Written: Jacob Brackman Fred Gardner | |
I said that I felt jailed up | |
As if our doors were nailed up | |
I said I needed separate places, | |
Parties, room to move around in. | |
I said I needed my fling | |
Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
It took me months to calculate | |
That I had nothing left without you | |
Chorus: | |
Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
Now I' ve got to fall back on dreams | |
I thought I' d try and write you | |
I thought I' d try and phone you | |
I thought I' d try to tell you | |
That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
But you' d just mile to please me | |
You' d shake your head, you' d tease me | |
Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
That we both required freedom | |
Chorus | |
I' d dream up schemes to meet you, | |
I' d nonchalantly greet you, | |
I' d ask you up for coffee | |
Anytime you had an hour open. | |
You say you like my hair long, | |
You ask me if I' ve written any new songs, | |
You' d laugh, you' d turn and cross the street | |
And leave me dizzy with your laughter | |
Chorus | |
I hear you' re leaving this town, | |
You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
you' ll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
I lie alone in our old bed, | |
Your laughter it' s echoin' inside my head. | |
I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
It' s like I haven' t slept in years | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Brackman, Gardner | |
Written: Jacob Brackman Fred Gardner | |
I said that I felt jailed up | |
As if our doors were nailed up | |
I said I needed separate places, | |
Parties, room to move around in. | |
I said I needed my fling | |
Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
It took me months to calculate | |
That I had nothing left without you | |
Chorus: | |
Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
Now I' ve got to fall back on dreams | |
I thought I' d try and write you | |
I thought I' d try and phone you | |
I thought I' d try to tell you | |
That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
But you' d just mile to please me | |
You' d shake your head, you' d tease me | |
Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
That we both required freedom | |
Chorus | |
I' d dream up schemes to meet you, | |
I' d nonchalantly greet you, | |
I' d ask you up for coffee | |
Anytime you had an hour open. | |
You say you like my hair long, | |
You ask me if I' ve written any new songs, | |
You' d laugh, you' d turn and cross the street | |
And leave me dizzy with your laughter | |
Chorus | |
I hear you' re leaving this town, | |
You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
you' ll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
I lie alone in our old bed, | |
Your laughter it' s echoin' inside my head. | |
I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
It' s like I haven' t slept in years | |
Chorus |