Song | Jealous Heat |
Artist | AlphaCub |
Album | Night Heart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
作曲 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
Wait by the side of the road | |
I’ve been flying solo | |
Stars that are bringing me home | |
My minds gotta mind of its own | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
It’s coming baby | |
He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
we can’t beat the jealous heat | |
Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
And the pedestal they’re on | |
Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
A comet in the back of the sun | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
It’s coming baby | |
He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
It’s coming baby | |
He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
The Jealous Heat |
zuo ci : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
zuo qu : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
Wait by the side of the road | |
I' ve been flying solo | |
Stars that are bringing me home | |
My minds gotta mind of its own | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
we can' t beat the jealous heat | |
Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
And the pedestal they' re on | |
Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
A comet in the back of the sun | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
The Jealous Heat |
zuò cí : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
zuò qǔ : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
Wait by the side of the road | |
I' ve been flying solo | |
Stars that are bringing me home | |
My minds gotta mind of its own | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
we can' t beat the jealous heat | |
Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
And the pedestal they' re on | |
Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
A comet in the back of the sun | |
So turn the radio up | |
My skins radiating | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
And we wind up running down | |
We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
So turn the radio up | |
And of course start the dancing | |
Carrying across | |
The early days | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
It' s coming baby | |
He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
The Jealous Heat |