Song | New Pop Sunday |
Artist | Sponge |
Album | New Pop Sunday |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cross, Dombroski, Mazzola | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
She asked me if | |
I would drive | |
And I noticed | |
Then I knew | |
She had been drinking | |
And I always could | |
Read between the lines | |
There she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
Because there was something | |
That I had neglected | |
I was obvious | |
She could see right through me | |
Then we made love, ya we made love | |
So unprotected | |
Now here we are | |
It抯 a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you抮e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
It抯 a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
And I noticed she had | |
Something on her mind | |
But I was cool | |
Yeah I was cool | |
I knew what was coming | |
But doctors ain抰 really | |
Hard to find | |
Now here we are | |
It抯 a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you抮e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
Forever gone | |
Forever gone |
zuo ci : Cross, Dombroski, Mazzola | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
She asked me if | |
I would drive | |
And I noticed | |
Then I knew | |
She had been drinking | |
And I always could | |
Read between the lines | |
There she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
Because there was something | |
That I had neglected | |
I was obvious | |
She could see right through me | |
Then we made love, ya we made love | |
So unprotected | |
Now here we are | |
It zha a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you zhen e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
It zha a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
And I noticed she had | |
Something on her mind | |
But I was cool | |
Yeah I was cool | |
I knew what was coming | |
But doctors ain yang really | |
Hard to find | |
Now here we are | |
It zha a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you zhen e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
Forever gone | |
Forever gone |
zuò cí : Cross, Dombroski, Mazzola | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
She asked me if | |
I would drive | |
And I noticed | |
Then I knew | |
She had been drinking | |
And I always could | |
Read between the lines | |
There she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
Because there was something | |
That I had neglected | |
I was obvious | |
She could see right through me | |
Then we made love, ya we made love | |
So unprotected | |
Now here we are | |
It zhā a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you zhěn e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
It zhā a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
Well she was | |
Clearly nervous | |
And I noticed she had | |
Something on her mind | |
But I was cool | |
Yeah I was cool | |
I knew what was coming | |
But doctors ain yāng really | |
Hard to find | |
Now here we are | |
It zhā a New | |
Pop Sunday | |
We went too far | |
And now you zhěn e gone | |
The brightest star | |
On my darkest | |
Monday Now here we are | |
Forever gone | |
Forever gone |