Song | Calumny |
Artist | Christine McVie |
Album | In The Meantime |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Perfect | |
My love sits like a curse | |
Voodoo from the past | |
I know that' | |
I'm not a fool | |
Tied here to the mast | |
And every single day | |
Tight around my heart | |
No hope of cutting loose | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
I'm teased so by my love | |
Won't you let me rest in peace | |
His wheels go spinning round | |
A hundred miles at least | |
Torn, the petals drop | |
He picks them one by one | |
Testing out our love | |
By proving that it's gone | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny |
zuo qu : Perfect | |
My love sits like a curse | |
Voodoo from the past | |
I know that' | |
I' m not a fool | |
Tied here to the mast | |
And every single day | |
Tight around my heart | |
No hope of cutting loose | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
I' m teased so by my love | |
Won' t you let me rest in peace | |
His wheels go spinning round | |
A hundred miles at least | |
Torn, the petals drop | |
He picks them one by one | |
Testing out our love | |
By proving that it' s gone | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny |
zuò qǔ : Perfect | |
My love sits like a curse | |
Voodoo from the past | |
I know that' | |
I' m not a fool | |
Tied here to the mast | |
And every single day | |
Tight around my heart | |
No hope of cutting loose | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
I' m teased so by my love | |
Won' t you let me rest in peace | |
His wheels go spinning round | |
A hundred miles at least | |
Torn, the petals drop | |
He picks them one by one | |
Testing out our love | |
By proving that it' s gone | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Then he sings to me | |
So soft and sweet | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny | |
Calumny calumny | |
Oh sweet calumny |