Song | Hazel's Hips |
Artist | Chaka Khan |
Album | Classikhan |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brown | |
Hazel's hips are a concert of contours and curves | |
As she slips to and fro 'round the tables she serves | |
I buy six meals a day in my favorite cafe | |
'Cause they see Hazel that way | |
Hazel's eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but her hips bring the tips | |
Hazel's hips have a rhythm so gently controlled | |
That her trips to the kitchen are a joy to behold | |
I love to just sit and gaze at the way Hazel sways | |
When she's carrying trays | |
Hazel's eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but those hips bring the tips | |
Hazel takes me my soup, serves me my cup of tea | |
And my heart flips to see Hazels's smiling at me" | |
So I say "honey bunch can I have you for lunch?" | |
But Hazel just gives me a hunch | |
And says "don't hand me no line 'bout you think I'm so fine" | |
'Cause yes the tips | |
Ooh Hazel's hips |
zuo ci : Brown | |
Hazel' s hips are a concert of contours and curves | |
As she slips to and fro ' round the tables she serves | |
I buy six meals a day in my favorite cafe | |
' Cause they see Hazel that way | |
Hazel' s eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but her hips bring the tips | |
Hazel' s hips have a rhythm so gently controlled | |
That her trips to the kitchen are a joy to behold | |
I love to just sit and gaze at the way Hazel sways | |
When she' s carrying trays | |
Hazel' s eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but those hips bring the tips | |
Hazel takes me my soup, serves me my cup of tea | |
And my heart flips to see Hazels' s smiling at me" | |
So I say " honey bunch can I have you for lunch?" | |
But Hazel just gives me a hunch | |
And says " don' t hand me no line ' bout you think I' m so fine" | |
' Cause yes the tips | |
Ooh Hazel' s hips |
zuò cí : Brown | |
Hazel' s hips are a concert of contours and curves | |
As she slips to and fro ' round the tables she serves | |
I buy six meals a day in my favorite cafe | |
' Cause they see Hazel that way | |
Hazel' s eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but her hips bring the tips | |
Hazel' s hips have a rhythm so gently controlled | |
That her trips to the kitchen are a joy to behold | |
I love to just sit and gaze at the way Hazel sways | |
When she' s carrying trays | |
Hazel' s eyes are divine and her hair is so fine | |
Yeah but those hips bring the tips | |
Hazel takes me my soup, serves me my cup of tea | |
And my heart flips to see Hazels' s smiling at me" | |
So I say " honey bunch can I have you for lunch?" | |
But Hazel just gives me a hunch | |
And says " don' t hand me no line ' bout you think I' m so fine" | |
' Cause yes the tips | |
Ooh Hazel' s hips |