| Song | The Saturday Boy |
| Artist | Billy Bragg |
| Album | Must I Paint You a Picture?: The Essential Billy Bragg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bragg | |
| I'll never forget the first day I met her | |
| That September morning was clear and fresh | |
| The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes | |
| And the way she rubbed herself | |
| Against the edge of my desk | |
| She became a magic mystery to me | |
| And we'd sit together in double | |
| History twice a week | |
| And some days we'd walk the same way home | |
| And it's surprising how quick | |
| A little rain can clear the streets | |
| We dreamed of her and compared our dreams | |
| But that was all that I ever tasted | |
| She lied to me with her body you see | |
| I lied to myself 'bout the chances I'd wasted | |
| The times we were close | |
| Were far and few between | |
| In the darkness at the dances in the school canteen | |
| Did she close her eyes like I did | |
| As we held each other tight | |
| And la la la la la la la la means I love you | |
| She danced with me and I still hold that memory | |
| Soft and sweet | |
| And I stare up at her window | |
| As I walk down her street | |
| But I never made the first team, | |
| I just made the first team laugh | |
| And she never came to the phone | |
| She was always in the bath | |
| In the end, it took me a dictionary | |
| To find out the meaning of unrequited | |
| While she was giving herself for free | |
| At a party to which I was never invited | |
| I never understood my failings then | |
| And I hide my humble hopes now | |
| Thinking back she made us want her | |
| A girl not old enough to shave her legs |
| zuo ci : Bragg | |
| I' ll never forget the first day I met her | |
| That September morning was clear and fresh | |
| The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes | |
| And the way she rubbed herself | |
| Against the edge of my desk | |
| She became a magic mystery to me | |
| And we' d sit together in double | |
| History twice a week | |
| And some days we' d walk the same way home | |
| And it' s surprising how quick | |
| A little rain can clear the streets | |
| We dreamed of her and compared our dreams | |
| But that was all that I ever tasted | |
| She lied to me with her body you see | |
| I lied to myself ' bout the chances I' d wasted | |
| The times we were close | |
| Were far and few between | |
| In the darkness at the dances in the school canteen | |
| Did she close her eyes like I did | |
| As we held each other tight | |
| And la la la la la la la la means I love you | |
| She danced with me and I still hold that memory | |
| Soft and sweet | |
| And I stare up at her window | |
| As I walk down her street | |
| But I never made the first team, | |
| I just made the first team laugh | |
| And she never came to the phone | |
| She was always in the bath | |
| In the end, it took me a dictionary | |
| To find out the meaning of unrequited | |
| While she was giving herself for free | |
| At a party to which I was never invited | |
| I never understood my failings then | |
| And I hide my humble hopes now | |
| Thinking back she made us want her | |
| A girl not old enough to shave her legs |
| zuò cí : Bragg | |
| I' ll never forget the first day I met her | |
| That September morning was clear and fresh | |
| The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes | |
| And the way she rubbed herself | |
| Against the edge of my desk | |
| She became a magic mystery to me | |
| And we' d sit together in double | |
| History twice a week | |
| And some days we' d walk the same way home | |
| And it' s surprising how quick | |
| A little rain can clear the streets | |
| We dreamed of her and compared our dreams | |
| But that was all that I ever tasted | |
| She lied to me with her body you see | |
| I lied to myself ' bout the chances I' d wasted | |
| The times we were close | |
| Were far and few between | |
| In the darkness at the dances in the school canteen | |
| Did she close her eyes like I did | |
| As we held each other tight | |
| And la la la la la la la la means I love you | |
| She danced with me and I still hold that memory | |
| Soft and sweet | |
| And I stare up at her window | |
| As I walk down her street | |
| But I never made the first team, | |
| I just made the first team laugh | |
| And she never came to the phone | |
| She was always in the bath | |
| In the end, it took me a dictionary | |
| To find out the meaning of unrequited | |
| While she was giving herself for free | |
| At a party to which I was never invited | |
| I never understood my failings then | |
| And I hide my humble hopes now | |
| Thinking back she made us want her | |
| A girl not old enough to shave her legs |