| 作词 : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| (Difford/Tilbrook) | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| Her hair hung across her face | |
| Like a bush hangs across a wall | |
| She was short with a tidy smile | |
| I could hear temptation call | |
| From a fly in her ointment | |
| To the big feather in her cap | |
| It's a small world we discover | |
| I had once worked for her dad | |
| I was in gear making up stories | |
| And we laughed at each other's tales | |
| I watched her lips | |
| I wanted to kiss them | |
| My train of thought went off the rails | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place I lie awake and hear the sound | |
| That the angels make | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place The party was now ending | |
| So she gave me a lift back home | |
| Somehow I felt so nervous | |
| She drove so slowly on the road | |
| Next thing | |
| I knew she was in my arms | |
| Her hair was all over my face | |
| I brushed it aside she invited me in | |
| Now my heart beats in | |
| Peyton Place | |
| Her hair hung across her face like | |
| A bush hangs across a wall |
| zuo ci : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| Difford Tilbrook | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| Her hair hung across her face | |
| Like a bush hangs across a wall | |
| She was short with a tidy smile | |
| I could hear temptation call | |
| From a fly in her ointment | |
| To the big feather in her cap | |
| It' s a small world we discover | |
| I had once worked for her dad | |
| I was in gear making up stories | |
| And we laughed at each other' s tales | |
| I watched her lips | |
| I wanted to kiss them | |
| My train of thought went off the rails | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place I lie awake and hear the sound | |
| That the angels make | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place The party was now ending | |
| So she gave me a lift back home | |
| Somehow I felt so nervous | |
| She drove so slowly on the road | |
| Next thing | |
| I knew she was in my arms | |
| Her hair was all over my face | |
| I brushed it aside she invited me in | |
| Now my heart beats in | |
| Peyton Place | |
| Her hair hung across her face like | |
| A bush hangs across a wall |
| zuò cí : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| Difford Tilbrook | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| Her hair hung across her face | |
| Like a bush hangs across a wall | |
| She was short with a tidy smile | |
| I could hear temptation call | |
| From a fly in her ointment | |
| To the big feather in her cap | |
| It' s a small world we discover | |
| I had once worked for her dad | |
| I was in gear making up stories | |
| And we laughed at each other' s tales | |
| I watched her lips | |
| I wanted to kiss them | |
| My train of thought went off the rails | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place my heart now beats | |
| And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place I lie awake and hear the sound | |
| That the angels make | |
| In Peyton | |
| Place The party was now ending | |
| So she gave me a lift back home | |
| Somehow I felt so nervous | |
| She drove so slowly on the road | |
| Next thing | |
| I knew she was in my arms | |
| Her hair was all over my face | |
| I brushed it aside she invited me in | |
| Now my heart beats in | |
| Peyton Place | |
| Her hair hung across her face like | |
| A bush hangs across a wall |
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