Song | Me and Paravati |
Artist | Slapp Happy |
Album | Acnalbasac Noom |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blegvad, Moore | |
Me and Parvati | |
In Paris, France | |
Surrounded by musicians | |
Dressing to dance | |
On the tomb | |
Of aquisitions | |
Where bloomed | |
Our positions | |
Scattered like scars | |
On the skin of the stars | |
Needing a celebration | |
We entered a bar | |
The conversation | |
Centered on | |
Conversation | |
She dropped a tear | |
For the frozen beer | |
In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
Out on the street | |
The fragrance of paste | |
Lingered on her fingers | |
The forms she traced | |
Blushed to feel their | |
Unfamiliar blood | |
She made her name | |
On the exit lane | |
Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
Out on the street | |
Sobbing with lust | |
I hoped for a banquet | |
She denied me a crush | |
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |
zuo ci : Blegvad, Moore | |
Me and Parvati | |
In Paris, France | |
Surrounded by musicians | |
Dressing to dance | |
On the tomb | |
Of aquisitions | |
Where bloomed | |
Our positions | |
Scattered like scars | |
On the skin of the stars | |
Needing a celebration | |
We entered a bar | |
The conversation | |
Centered on | |
Conversation | |
She dropped a tear | |
For the frozen beer | |
In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
Out on the street | |
The fragrance of paste | |
Lingered on her fingers | |
The forms she traced | |
Blushed to feel their | |
Unfamiliar blood | |
She made her name | |
On the exit lane | |
Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
Out on the street | |
Sobbing with lust | |
I hoped for a banquet | |
She denied me a crush | |
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |
zuò cí : Blegvad, Moore | |
Me and Parvati | |
In Paris, France | |
Surrounded by musicians | |
Dressing to dance | |
On the tomb | |
Of aquisitions | |
Where bloomed | |
Our positions | |
Scattered like scars | |
On the skin of the stars | |
Needing a celebration | |
We entered a bar | |
The conversation | |
Centered on | |
Conversation | |
She dropped a tear | |
For the frozen beer | |
In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
Out on the street | |
The fragrance of paste | |
Lingered on her fingers | |
The forms she traced | |
Blushed to feel their | |
Unfamiliar blood | |
She made her name | |
On the exit lane | |
Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
Out on the street | |
Sobbing with lust | |
I hoped for a banquet | |
She denied me a crush | |
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |