歌曲 | Worn Out Tune |
歌手 | Elizabeth & the Catapult |
专辑 | The Other Side of Zero |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
We know all the words, but we miss the cues, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
Place the needle on the jagged line, | |
play that record baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune. | |
Looks to me like you're just passing through, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Found in the morning and we're lost by noon, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Close the curtains and I'll make you mine, | |
dance to this samba baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune. | |
[Chorus] | |
I'm not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn't listening the first time. | |
I'm not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you're just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I'm not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can't get enough. | |
The ones we can't get enough of, | |
for once we just can't get enough. | |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune, | |
All the clichés, they've all been abused, | |
So hide the staff and I'll pour the wine, | |
Lift our glasses baby, one more time | |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune | |
[Chorus] | |
I'm not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn't listening the first time. | |
I'm not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you're just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I'm not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can't get enough. | |
The ones we can't get enough of, | |
for once we just can't get enough. | |
Sounds to me we're like a worn out tune, | |
all the clichés, they've all been abused | |
[Chorus] | |
I'm not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn't listening the first time. | |
I'm not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you're just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I'm not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can't get enough. | |
The ones we can't get enough of, | |
for once we just can't get enough. |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
We know all the words, but we miss the cues, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
Place the needle on the jagged line, | |
play that record baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune. | |
Looks to me like you' re just passing through, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Found in the morning and we' re lost by noon, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Close the curtains and I' ll make you mine, | |
dance to this samba baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune. | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
All the cliche s, they' ve all been abused, | |
So hide the staff and I' ll pour the wine, | |
Lift our glasses baby, one more time | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
all the cliche s, they' ve all been abused | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
We know all the words, but we miss the cues, | |
oh so sweet, oh so blue. | |
Place the needle on the jagged line, | |
play that record baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune. | |
Looks to me like you' re just passing through, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Found in the morning and we' re lost by noon, | |
here today, gone too soon. | |
Close the curtains and I' ll make you mine, | |
dance to this samba baby, one more time. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune. | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
All the cliché s, they' ve all been abused, | |
So hide the staff and I' ll pour the wine, | |
Lift our glasses baby, one more time | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. | |
Sounds to me we' re like a worn out tune, | |
all the cliché s, they' ve all been abused | |
Chorus | |
I' m not afraid of what you say, | |
so tell me once again, | |
I wasn' t listening the first time. | |
I' m not afraid of what you are, | |
my enemy, my friend, | |
you' re just enough to wrap my head around. | |
I' m not afraid of what I love, | |
baby, all the saddest songs we sing | |
are the ones we just can' t get enough. | |
The ones we can' t get enough of, | |
for once we just can' t get enough. |