| Song | The Man You're Not |
| Artist | Dagoba |
| Album | What Hell is about |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dagoba, Shawter | |
| Too cool and too sexy, | |
| Like the purest dime you shine | |
| The way you dance around me | |
| Nasty, just like a snake... | |
| I cannot hear the words you're telling me | |
| I cannot even tell where the hell you came from | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you're serving me | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| The man you're not | |
| Red like the other colors turn to the darkest one | |
| Schizophrenic trip in a ravenous field of fire | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you're serving me | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| The man you're not | |
| You try to keep me in a passive mood | |
| And the ladies' kisses turn to bloody bites | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you're serving me | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| Not! The man you're not! | |
| The man you're not |
| zuo qu : Dagoba, Shawter | |
| Too cool and too sexy, | |
| Like the purest dime you shine | |
| The way you dance around me | |
| Nasty, just like a snake... | |
| I cannot hear the words you' re telling me | |
| I cannot even tell where the hell you came from | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not | |
| Red like the other colors turn to the darkest one | |
| Schizophrenic trip in a ravenous field of fire | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not | |
| You try to keep me in a passive mood | |
| And the ladies' kisses turn to bloody bites | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not |
| zuò qǔ : Dagoba, Shawter | |
| Too cool and too sexy, | |
| Like the purest dime you shine | |
| The way you dance around me | |
| Nasty, just like a snake... | |
| I cannot hear the words you' re telling me | |
| I cannot even tell where the hell you came from | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not | |
| Red like the other colors turn to the darkest one | |
| Schizophrenic trip in a ravenous field of fire | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not | |
| You try to keep me in a passive mood | |
| And the ladies' kisses turn to bloody bites | |
| There is something in you that is holding me | |
| Seductive sound of frying skin | |
| Your face is now the one I want to see | |
| And I drink your speech while you' re serving me | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| Not! The man you' re not! | |
| The man you' re not |