| Song | Love Child - Album Version (Stereo) |
| Artist | Diana Ross |
| Artist | The Supremes |
| Album | The Greatest |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Richards, Sawyer, Taylor ... | |
| Tenement slum | |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh....aaaahhh | |
| You think that I don't feel love | |
| What I feel for you is real love | |
| In other's eyes I see reflected | |
| A hurt, scorned, rejected | |
| Love child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Born in poverty | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Take a look at me | |
| Started my life | |
| In a old, cold, run-down tenement slum (tenement slum) | |
| My father left he never even married mama | |
| I shared the guilt my mama knew | |
| So afraid that others knew I had no name | |
| This love we're contemplatin' | |
| Is worth the pain of waitin' | |
| We'll only end up hatin' | |
| The child we may be creatin' | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| (Scorned by) Society | |
| Love Child | |
| Always second best | |
| Love Child | |
| (Different from) Different from the rest | |
| (Hold on hold on just a little bit longer) Mmmmm baby | |
| (Hold on hold on just a little bit longer) Mmmmm baby | |
| I started school | |
| In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out | |
| (Somebody threw out) | |
| I knew the way it felt to always live in doubt | |
| To be without the simple things | |
| So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me | |
| Don't think that I don't need ya | |
| Don't think I don't want to please ya | |
| But no child of mine will be bearing | |
| The name of shame I've been wearing | |
| Love Child | |
| Love Child | |
| Never quite as good | |
| Afraid, ashamed | |
| Misunderstood | |
| But I'll always love you | |
| Always love you | |
| I'll always love you | |
| Always love you |
| zuo qu : Richards, Sawyer, Taylor ... | |
| Tenement slum | |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh.... aaaahhh | |
| You think that I don' t feel love | |
| What I feel for you is real love | |
| In other' s eyes I see reflected | |
| A hurt, scorned, rejected | |
| Love child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Born in poverty | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Take a look at me | |
| Started my life | |
| In a old, cold, rundown tenement slum tenement slum | |
| My father left he never even married mama | |
| I shared the guilt my mama knew | |
| So afraid that others knew I had no name | |
| This love we' re contemplatin' | |
| Is worth the pain of waitin' | |
| We' ll only end up hatin' | |
| The child we may be creatin' | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Scorned by Society | |
| Love Child | |
| Always second best | |
| Love Child | |
| Different from Different from the rest | |
| Hold on hold on just a little bit longer Mmmmm baby | |
| Hold on hold on just a little bit longer Mmmmm baby | |
| I started school | |
| In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out | |
| Somebody threw out | |
| I knew the way it felt to always live in doubt | |
| To be without the simple things | |
| So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me | |
| Don' t think that I don' t need ya | |
| Don' t think I don' t want to please ya | |
| But no child of mine will be bearing | |
| The name of shame I' ve been wearing | |
| Love Child | |
| Love Child | |
| Never quite as good | |
| Afraid, ashamed | |
| Misunderstood | |
| But I' ll always love you | |
| Always love you | |
| I' ll always love you | |
| Always love you |
| zuò qǔ : Richards, Sawyer, Taylor ... | |
| Tenement slum | |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh.... aaaahhh | |
| You think that I don' t feel love | |
| What I feel for you is real love | |
| In other' s eyes I see reflected | |
| A hurt, scorned, rejected | |
| Love child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Born in poverty | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Take a look at me | |
| Started my life | |
| In a old, cold, rundown tenement slum tenement slum | |
| My father left he never even married mama | |
| I shared the guilt my mama knew | |
| So afraid that others knew I had no name | |
| This love we' re contemplatin' | |
| Is worth the pain of waitin' | |
| We' ll only end up hatin' | |
| The child we may be creatin' | |
| Love Child | |
| Never meant to be | |
| Love Child | |
| Scorned by Society | |
| Love Child | |
| Always second best | |
| Love Child | |
| Different from Different from the rest | |
| Hold on hold on just a little bit longer Mmmmm baby | |
| Hold on hold on just a little bit longer Mmmmm baby | |
| I started school | |
| In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out | |
| Somebody threw out | |
| I knew the way it felt to always live in doubt | |
| To be without the simple things | |
| So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me | |
| Don' t think that I don' t need ya | |
| Don' t think I don' t want to please ya | |
| But no child of mine will be bearing | |
| The name of shame I' ve been wearing | |
| Love Child | |
| Love Child | |
| Never quite as good | |
| Afraid, ashamed | |
| Misunderstood | |
| But I' ll always love you | |
| Always love you | |
| I' ll always love you | |
| Always love you |