Song | Names and Dates and Times |
Artist | Ani DiFranco |
Album | Carnegie Hall 4.6.02 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DiFranco | |
I know so many white people | |
I mean, where do I start? | |
The trouble with white people | |
Is you can't tell them apart | |
I'm so bad with names and dates and times | |
But I'm big on faces | |
That is, except for mine | |
I believe you when you tell me | |
We've met before | |
This time you've got my interest | |
This time you've got the floor | |
Why don't you go and tell me something | |
I don't already know | |
Give me something to remember you by | |
When you go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I'll like too much of you | |
When I'm gone | |
Let's go over to the window | |
And sit in the neon light | |
Let's go out walking | |
You know, it's garbage night | |
Let's go down to the east river | |
And throw something in | |
Something we can't live without | |
And then let's start again | |
The more you talk | |
The more I get | |
The sense of something | |
That hasn't happened yet | |
The more you talk | |
The more I want to know | |
The way I'll remember you | |
When I go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I'll like too much of you | |
When I'm gone | |
I am so many white people | |
I mean where do I start | |
They've got lots of personalities | |
I just can't tell them apart | |
And I never remember anything | |
Except for those things | |
Which I never forget you know | |
There's no in between | |
I'm big on your face | |
Yeah it's big in my mind | |
You're like the rest of the human race | |
You're one of a kind |
zuo ci : DiFranco | |
I know so many white people | |
I mean, where do I start? | |
The trouble with white people | |
Is you can' t tell them apart | |
I' m so bad with names and dates and times | |
But I' m big on faces | |
That is, except for mine | |
I believe you when you tell me | |
We' ve met before | |
This time you' ve got my interest | |
This time you' ve got the floor | |
Why don' t you go and tell me something | |
I don' t already know | |
Give me something to remember you by | |
When you go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I' ll like too much of you | |
When I' m gone | |
Let' s go over to the window | |
And sit in the neon light | |
Let' s go out walking | |
You know, it' s garbage night | |
Let' s go down to the east river | |
And throw something in | |
Something we can' t live without | |
And then let' s start again | |
The more you talk | |
The more I get | |
The sense of something | |
That hasn' t happened yet | |
The more you talk | |
The more I want to know | |
The way I' ll remember you | |
When I go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I' ll like too much of you | |
When I' m gone | |
I am so many white people | |
I mean where do I start | |
They' ve got lots of personalities | |
I just can' t tell them apart | |
And I never remember anything | |
Except for those things | |
Which I never forget you know | |
There' s no in between | |
I' m big on your face | |
Yeah it' s big in my mind | |
You' re like the rest of the human race | |
You' re one of a kind |
zuò cí : DiFranco | |
I know so many white people | |
I mean, where do I start? | |
The trouble with white people | |
Is you can' t tell them apart | |
I' m so bad with names and dates and times | |
But I' m big on faces | |
That is, except for mine | |
I believe you when you tell me | |
We' ve met before | |
This time you' ve got my interest | |
This time you' ve got the floor | |
Why don' t you go and tell me something | |
I don' t already know | |
Give me something to remember you by | |
When you go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I' ll like too much of you | |
When I' m gone | |
Let' s go over to the window | |
And sit in the neon light | |
Let' s go out walking | |
You know, it' s garbage night | |
Let' s go down to the east river | |
And throw something in | |
Something we can' t live without | |
And then let' s start again | |
The more you talk | |
The more I get | |
The sense of something | |
That hasn' t happened yet | |
The more you talk | |
The more I want to know | |
The way I' ll remember you | |
When I go | |
I eat too much | |
I laugh too long | |
Maybe I' ll like too much of you | |
When I' m gone | |
I am so many white people | |
I mean where do I start | |
They' ve got lots of personalities | |
I just can' t tell them apart | |
And I never remember anything | |
Except for those things | |
Which I never forget you know | |
There' s no in between | |
I' m big on your face | |
Yeah it' s big in my mind | |
You' re like the rest of the human race | |
You' re one of a kind |