Song | Blast off Baby |
Artist | The Geraldine Fibbers |
Album | Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bozulich | |
Look out sugar, look out love, | |
The sky is falling from the heavens above. | |
Your socks are swinging from the clothesline, | |
Got no time for that now | |
And your eyes so big and black... | |
That's a little lamb, that's a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I'm in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Come on honey, come on doll, | |
I wanna see you on fire, come on fly fire-ball. | |
What you're leaving behind, | |
Well it ain't nothing at all. | |
That's a little lamb, that's a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I'm in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
(my little space boy...) |
zuo qu : Bozulich | |
Look out sugar, look out love, | |
The sky is falling from the heavens above. | |
Your socks are swinging from the clothesline, | |
Got no time for that now | |
And your eyes so big and black... | |
That' s a little lamb, that' s a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I' m in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Come on honey, come on doll, | |
I wanna see you on fire, come on fly fireball. | |
What you' re leaving behind, | |
Well it ain' t nothing at all. | |
That' s a little lamb, that' s a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I' m in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
my little space boy... |
zuò qǔ : Bozulich | |
Look out sugar, look out love, | |
The sky is falling from the heavens above. | |
Your socks are swinging from the clothesline, | |
Got no time for that now | |
And your eyes so big and black... | |
That' s a little lamb, that' s a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I' m in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Come on honey, come on doll, | |
I wanna see you on fire, come on fly fireball. | |
What you' re leaving behind, | |
Well it ain' t nothing at all. | |
That' s a little lamb, that' s a big black bug, | |
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug. | |
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off. | |
I' m in a milk crate by your bed, | |
With my head untucked to see your pretty feets. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
Blast off baby. Baby blast off. | |
my little space boy... |