| Song | Hey Sister Pretty |
| Artist | Hootie & The Blowfish |
| Album | Looking for Lucky |
| 作词 : Brophy, Bryan, Felber, Rucker ... | |
| Something so innocent, began then came and went | |
| Keeps coming back to around to haunt you in the end | |
| You think we're fighting now, it's all the same somehow | |
| Love's tortured all artist wrecks the masterpiece again | |
| Used to be clear what the looking glass said | |
| Mow everything's hazy, babe, nothing's making sense | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody's waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don't forget to kiss me 'fore you beat me up again | |
| Nothing so powerful yet so frustrating | |
| Nothing so personal as a gift that's from your heart | |
| Nothing so damaging, so devastating | |
| Nothing so closer yet so far apart | |
| It used to be clear what the looking glass said | |
| Now everything's hazy, baby, nothing's making sense | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody's waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don't forget to kiss me 'fore you beat me up again | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody's waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don't forget to kiss me 'fore you beat me up again | |
| Don't forget to kiss me 'fore you beat me up, you beat me up again |
| zuò cí : Brophy, Bryan, Felber, Rucker ... | |
| Something so innocent, began then came and went | |
| Keeps coming back to around to haunt you in the end | |
| You think we' re fighting now, it' s all the same somehow | |
| Love' s tortured all artist wrecks the masterpiece again | |
| Used to be clear what the looking glass said | |
| Mow everything' s hazy, babe, nothing' s making sense | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody' s waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I' m still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don' t forget to kiss me ' fore you beat me up again | |
| Nothing so powerful yet so frustrating | |
| Nothing so personal as a gift that' s from your heart | |
| Nothing so damaging, so devastating | |
| Nothing so closer yet so far apart | |
| It used to be clear what the looking glass said | |
| Now everything' s hazy, baby, nothing' s making sense | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody' s waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I' m still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don' t forget to kiss me ' fore you beat me up again | |
| Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city | |
| Everybody' s waiting for the honeymoon to end | |
| I' m still trying to stop this thing from dying | |
| Don' t forget to kiss me ' fore you beat me up again | |
| Don' t forget to kiss me ' fore you beat me up, you beat me up again |