Song | Motel Eyes |
Artist | Rick Springfield |
Album | Living in Oz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Springfield | |
Her come on was direct and strong | |
From her question to her kiss | |
She said she'd had a little much to drink | |
She didn't usually do this | |
But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
And she had me right between her sights | |
I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
Playing a favorite song | |
And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
But something was wrong | |
I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There's no disguising motel eyes | |
She had the angles all down pat | |
Her average must be high | |
And though it could have been a pleasure | |
I just had to say goodbye | |
Though there was something wicked | |
'bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
She scared me with her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There's no disguising motel eyes | |
She started saying something | |
'bout movement versus size | |
The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There's no disguising motel eyes | |
Black as the night | |
Black as the night, motel eyes |
zuo ci : Springfield | |
Her come on was direct and strong | |
From her question to her kiss | |
She said she' d had a little much to drink | |
She didn' t usually do this | |
But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
And she had me right between her sights | |
I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
Playing a favorite song | |
And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
But something was wrong | |
I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
She had the angles all down pat | |
Her average must be high | |
And though it could have been a pleasure | |
I just had to say goodbye | |
Though there was something wicked | |
' bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
She scared me with her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
She started saying something | |
' bout movement versus size | |
The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
Black as the night | |
Black as the night, motel eyes |
zuò cí : Springfield | |
Her come on was direct and strong | |
From her question to her kiss | |
She said she' d had a little much to drink | |
She didn' t usually do this | |
But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
And she had me right between her sights | |
I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
Playing a favorite song | |
And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
But something was wrong | |
I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
She had the angles all down pat | |
Her average must be high | |
And though it could have been a pleasure | |
I just had to say goodbye | |
Though there was something wicked | |
' bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
She scared me with her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
She started saying something | |
' bout movement versus size | |
The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
They were black as the night | |
And shone like a star | |
Fueled by the light | |
From a medicine jar | |
I looked again but there was nothing there | |
But ice in her eyes | |
There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
Black as the night | |
Black as the night, motel eyes |