| Song | Send for Henny |
| Artist | The Trash Can Sinatras |
| Album | Fez: Acoustic Performances From New York City |
| 作词 : Trash Can Sinatras | |
| You led me headlong to the place where | |
| I belongDealing big blows to what my heart knows | |
| Old hat and old stories | |
| I get a little red and | |
| I'll burst rather than wax and melt | |
| I get a little wrecked | |
| And recalled how | |
| I cursed the fact of your tortured trust | |
| Now that's gone | |
| I was so wrong, we know where our love lies | |
| Through the catacoms we roam | |
| Come into my house, throw open the windows wide | |
| Then back to your house to do likewise | |
| Cliche time more or less, | |
| I stake my claim | |
| You stake my heart, strinking dumb then dearly depart | |
| When it gets too heavy, send for | |
| Henny - I'll follow her | |
| Where wet nursed apologies and putrid prisons mix | |
| Our love becomes this useless box of tricks | |
| When it seems so heavy, send for | |
| Henny - I'll follow her |
| zuò cí : Trash Can Sinatras | |
| You led me headlong to the place where | |
| I belongDealing big blows to what my heart knows | |
| Old hat and old stories | |
| I get a little red and | |
| I' ll burst rather than wax and melt | |
| I get a little wrecked | |
| And recalled how | |
| I cursed the fact of your tortured trust | |
| Now that' s gone | |
| I was so wrong, we know where our love lies | |
| Through the catacoms we roam | |
| Come into my house, throw open the windows wide | |
| Then back to your house to do likewise | |
| Cliche time more or less, | |
| I stake my claim | |
| You stake my heart, strinking dumb then dearly depart | |
| When it gets too heavy, send for | |
| Henny I' ll follow her | |
| Where wet nursed apologies and putrid prisons mix | |
| Our love becomes this useless box of tricks | |
| When it seems so heavy, send for | |
| Henny I' ll follow her |