Regular Disease

	作曲 : Blind Mr. Jones, Franklin ...
	She knew that I'd choose a short brunette in brown shoes.
	I ask the time and she hides her smile.

	And when there's nothing left to use,
	It's a regular disease.
	And when there's nothing left to see,
	It's a regular disease.

	She laughs out loud when she reads,
	She can't see how her key fits.
	She's rare indeed, in here in bare feet.

	zuò qǔ : Blind Mr. Jones, Franklin ...
	She knew that I' d choose a short brunette in brown shoes.
	I ask the time and she hides her smile.

	And when there' s nothing left to use,
	It' s a regular disease.
	And when there' s nothing left to see,
	It' s a regular disease.

	She laughs out loud when she reads,
	She can' t see how her key fits.
	She' s rare indeed, in here in bare feet.