Amazingly Agnes Lyrics
| Song | Amazingly Agnes |
| Artist | Stackridge |
| Album | Friendliness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Warren | |
| She was fond of Renoir, and tasting Spanish wine, | |
| Taking care of children, she memorized every line, | |
| Hanging out her stocking for Santa Claus to sign, | |
| Oh how I wish she could be mine. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Hand cuff my ankles to number 10 Downing Street, | |
| Claiming I was Winston Churchill, | |
| This mild schizophrenia made my chances leaner, | |
| For sharing her shed. | |
| Frequently admonished, for losing every job, | |
| I was feeling weary, my legs about to drop, | |
| Then I saw her mother-in-law displayed in a butcher's shop, | |
| Oh how my weakened heart did throb. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Swallow three volumes of encyclopedias, | |
| Prizing such vast erudition, | |
| This wild Bibliomania, just made my head vainer, | |
| She left me stranded. | |
| Sometimes there are moments when fate treats us so cruel, | |
| Lamenting in the pigsty, I sat down on my stool, | |
| Agnes you're the nicest cow this side of Timbucktoo, | |
| Why was I born to be a mule, not even a bull, | |
| Agnes I feel such a fool. |
| zuo qu : Warren | |
| She was fond of Renoir, and tasting Spanish wine, | |
| Taking care of children, she memorized every line, | |
| Hanging out her stocking for Santa Claus to sign, | |
| Oh how I wish she could be mine. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Hand cuff my ankles to number 10 Downing Street, | |
| Claiming I was Winston Churchill, | |
| This mild schizophrenia made my chances leaner, | |
| For sharing her shed. | |
| Frequently admonished, for losing every job, | |
| I was feeling weary, my legs about to drop, | |
| Then I saw her motherinlaw displayed in a butcher' s shop, | |
| Oh how my weakened heart did throb. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Swallow three volumes of encyclopedias, | |
| Prizing such vast erudition, | |
| This wild Bibliomania, just made my head vainer, | |
| She left me stranded. | |
| Sometimes there are moments when fate treats us so cruel, | |
| Lamenting in the pigsty, I sat down on my stool, | |
| Agnes you' re the nicest cow this side of Timbucktoo, | |
| Why was I born to be a mule, not even a bull, | |
| Agnes I feel such a fool. |
| zuò qǔ : Warren | |
| She was fond of Renoir, and tasting Spanish wine, | |
| Taking care of children, she memorized every line, | |
| Hanging out her stocking for Santa Claus to sign, | |
| Oh how I wish she could be mine. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Hand cuff my ankles to number 10 Downing Street, | |
| Claiming I was Winston Churchill, | |
| This mild schizophrenia made my chances leaner, | |
| For sharing her shed. | |
| Frequently admonished, for losing every job, | |
| I was feeling weary, my legs about to drop, | |
| Then I saw her motherinlaw displayed in a butcher' s shop, | |
| Oh how my weakened heart did throb. | |
| Once I did... | |
| Swallow three volumes of encyclopedias, | |
| Prizing such vast erudition, | |
| This wild Bibliomania, just made my head vainer, | |
| She left me stranded. | |
| Sometimes there are moments when fate treats us so cruel, | |
| Lamenting in the pigsty, I sat down on my stool, | |
| Agnes you' re the nicest cow this side of Timbucktoo, | |
| Why was I born to be a mule, not even a bull, | |
| Agnes I feel such a fool. |
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