| 作曲 : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| 作词 : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| US cool costs too much money | |
| And takes up all my time | |
| British humour isn't funny | |
| I'm just trying to catch your eye | |
| You've no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn't even cross your mind | |
| You don't look like the kind to say much | |
| But then I'm the quiet type | |
| When you rise up from the gutter | |
| You can play your hand | |
| It's not enough until you've suffered | |
| Nobody gives a damn | |
| When where you're at is all that matters | |
| It's all a question of your style | |
| A catwalk stalk that cures your stutter | |
| You're not the shy type | |
| Not much I wouldn't do for money | |
| Can't seem to draw the line | |
| But this much lust tastes sweet as honey | |
| And floors me every time | |
| You've no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn't even cross your mind | |
| Then again | |
| I think it's funny | |
| You might be my type |
| zuo qu : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| zuo ci : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| US cool costs too much money | |
| And takes up all my time | |
| British humour isn' t funny | |
| I' m just trying to catch your eye | |
| You' ve no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn' t even cross your mind | |
| You don' t look like the kind to say much | |
| But then I' m the quiet type | |
| When you rise up from the gutter | |
| You can play your hand | |
| It' s not enough until you' ve suffered | |
| Nobody gives a damn | |
| When where you' re at is all that matters | |
| It' s all a question of your style | |
| A catwalk stalk that cures your stutter | |
| You' re not the shy type | |
| Not much I wouldn' t do for money | |
| Can' t seem to draw the line | |
| But this much lust tastes sweet as honey | |
| And floors me every time | |
| You' ve no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn' t even cross your mind | |
| Then again | |
| I think it' s funny | |
| You might be my type |
| zuò qǔ : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| zuò cí : SUTHERLAND LUKE PAUL | |
| US cool costs too much money | |
| And takes up all my time | |
| British humour isn' t funny | |
| I' m just trying to catch your eye | |
| You' ve no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn' t even cross your mind | |
| You don' t look like the kind to say much | |
| But then I' m the quiet type | |
| When you rise up from the gutter | |
| You can play your hand | |
| It' s not enough until you' ve suffered | |
| Nobody gives a damn | |
| When where you' re at is all that matters | |
| It' s all a question of your style | |
| A catwalk stalk that cures your stutter | |
| You' re not the shy type | |
| Not much I wouldn' t do for money | |
| Can' t seem to draw the line | |
| But this much lust tastes sweet as honey | |
| And floors me every time | |
| You' ve no idea what your looks do to me | |
| It doesn' t even cross your mind | |
| Then again | |
| I think it' s funny | |
| You might be my type |
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