Wind Him Up

	作曲 : Crichton, Saga
	Aldo's standing at his table
	And he's wondering if he's able
	To pick the number right this time
	He watches as the wheel stops spinning
	Sees the number that is winning
	As he reaches for his glass of wine
	Once he starts it's hard to stop
	He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock
	Be sure you don't step in his way
	He'll keep those numbers rolling
	This may be his last day.
	As all the bets are taken
	Aldo lights a smoke, he's shakin'
	From carnation right to the ground
	He knows tonight holds one last chance 'n gives the wheel a final glance
	Slippery fingers drop the money down
	Once he starts it's hard to stop
	He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock
	And as he leaves the table, [Female voice: "...better luck today?"]
	You can rest assured
	He's comin' back to try again
	Wind him up, he can't stop
	He's wound up tight just like the clock
	That's winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can't stop
	He keeps on going 'round the clock
	He's winding his second hand
	Down Wind him up, he won't stop
	He's wound up tight just like the clock
	That's winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he won't stop
	He keeps on going 'round the clock
	That's winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can't stop
	He's wound up tight just like the clock
	That's winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can't stop
	He keeps on going 'round the clock
	He's winding his second hand-

	zuò qǔ : Crichton, Saga
	Aldo' s standing at his table
	And he' s wondering if he' s able
	To pick the number right this time
	He watches as the wheel stops spinning
	Sees the number that is winning
	As he reaches for his glass of wine
	Once he starts it' s hard to stop
	He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock
	Be sure you don' t step in his way
	He' ll keep those numbers rolling
	This may be his last day.
	As all the bets are taken
	Aldo lights a smoke, he' s shakin'
	From carnation right to the ground
	He knows tonight holds one last chance ' n gives the wheel a final glance
	Slippery fingers drop the money down
	Once he starts it' s hard to stop
	He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock
	And as he leaves the table, Female voice: "... better luck today?"
	You can rest assured
	He' s comin' back to try again
	Wind him up, he can' t stop
	He' s wound up tight just like the clock
	That' s winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can' t stop
	He keeps on going ' round the clock
	He' s winding his second hand
	Down Wind him up, he won' t stop
	He' s wound up tight just like the clock
	That' s winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he won' t stop
	He keeps on going ' round the clock
	That' s winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can' t stop
	He' s wound up tight just like the clock
	That' s winding its second hand
	Down Wind him up, he can' t stop
	He keeps on going ' round the clock
	He' s winding his second hand