Song | Knocking At Your Back Door - Edit |
Artist | Deep Purple |
Album | Progression |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blackmore, Gillan, Glover | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And none of us could reach that high | |
She came on like a teaser | |
I had to touch and please her | |
Enjoy a little paradise | |
The lock was in my pocket | |
When Lucy met the rocket | |
She never knew the reason why | |
I can't deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it's not the kill | |
It's the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It's knocking at the door | |
You know it's no good running | |
It's not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
And now you know the score | |
And now you're learning | |
What's knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Nancy was so fancy | |
To get into her pantry | |
Had to be the aristocracy | |
The members that she toyed with | |
At city club were something in diplomacy | |
So we put her on the hit list | |
Of a common cunning linguist | |
A master of many tongues | |
And now she eases gently | |
From her Austin to her | |
BentleySuddenly she feels so young | |
I can't deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it's not the kill | |
It's the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It's knocking at the door | |
You know it's no good running | |
No it's not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
Now how you know the score | |
And now you're learning | |
What's knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And one of us could reach that high | |
I can't deny it | |
With that smile on my face | |
Oh oh, it's not the kill | |
It's the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
Knocking at your door | |
You know it's no good running | |
No it's knocking at your door | |
Knockin' at your back door |
zuo ci : Blackmore, Gillan, Glover | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And none of us could reach that high | |
She came on like a teaser | |
I had to touch and please her | |
Enjoy a little paradise | |
The lock was in my pocket | |
When Lucy met the rocket | |
She never knew the reason why | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It' s knocking at the door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
It' s not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
And now you know the score | |
And now you' re learning | |
What' s knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Nancy was so fancy | |
To get into her pantry | |
Had to be the aristocracy | |
The members that she toyed with | |
At city club were something in diplomacy | |
So we put her on the hit list | |
Of a common cunning linguist | |
A master of many tongues | |
And now she eases gently | |
From her Austin to her | |
BentleySuddenly she feels so young | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It' s knocking at the door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
No it' s not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
Now how you know the score | |
And now you' re learning | |
What' s knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And one of us could reach that high | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on my face | |
Oh oh, it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
Knocking at your door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
No it' s knocking at your door | |
Knockin' at your back door |
zuò cí : Blackmore, Gillan, Glover | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And none of us could reach that high | |
She came on like a teaser | |
I had to touch and please her | |
Enjoy a little paradise | |
The lock was in my pocket | |
When Lucy met the rocket | |
She never knew the reason why | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It' s knocking at the door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
It' s not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
And now you know the score | |
And now you' re learning | |
What' s knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Nancy was so fancy | |
To get into her pantry | |
Had to be the aristocracy | |
The members that she toyed with | |
At city club were something in diplomacy | |
So we put her on the hit list | |
Of a common cunning linguist | |
A master of many tongues | |
And now she eases gently | |
From her Austin to her | |
BentleySuddenly she feels so young | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on her face | |
Oh it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
It' s knocking at the door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
No it' s not against the law | |
The point of no return | |
Now how you know the score | |
And now you' re learning | |
What' s knockin' at your back door | |
Sweet Lucy was a dancer | |
But none of us would chance her | |
Because she was a samurai | |
She made electric shadows | |
Beyond our fingertips | |
And one of us could reach that high | |
I can' t deny it | |
With that smile on my face | |
Oh oh, it' s not the kill | |
It' s the thrill of the chase | |
Feel it coming | |
Knocking at your door | |
You know it' s no good running | |
No it' s knocking at your door | |
Knockin' at your back door |