| Song | Motorcycle girl |
| Artist | Eric Burdon |
| Album | My secret life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Eric Burdon/Marcelo Nova | |
| I see the light in your eyes | |
| It's getting dimmer everyday | |
| I feel the bitter cut of your tongue, so lacking in it' grace | |
| And the sadness on your tattooed face | |
| It seems to me my dear | |
| When we are face to face | |
| The truth is a rare prey | |
| No matter how many tears | |
| Are locked up inside you like pounding fear | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don't move me no more | |
| You've got my boots but I'm already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there's nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| It's good that I remembered, before you forget | |
| I give you my heart, but you wanted my head | |
| And there's nothing, nothing we don't deserve | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don't move me no more | |
| You've got my boots but I'm already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there's nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| Now there's a knucklehead, I had it painted red | |
| Standing alone in the yard | |
| We won't be riding together no more girl | |
| Believe me, I take it hard | |
| I take it hard, I take it hard, I take it hard | |
| And contrary to desire, | |
| Like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don't move me no more | |
| You've got my boots but I'm already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there's nothing left that we can repair anymore |
| zuo qu : Eric Burdon Marcelo Nova | |
| I see the light in your eyes | |
| It' s getting dimmer everyday | |
| I feel the bitter cut of your tongue, so lacking in it' grace | |
| And the sadness on your tattooed face | |
| It seems to me my dear | |
| When we are face to face | |
| The truth is a rare prey | |
| No matter how many tears | |
| Are locked up inside you like pounding fear | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| It' s good that I remembered, before you forget | |
| I give you my heart, but you wanted my head | |
| And there' s nothing, nothing we don' t deserve | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| Now there' s a knucklehead, I had it painted red | |
| Standing alone in the yard | |
| We won' t be riding together no more girl | |
| Believe me, I take it hard | |
| I take it hard, I take it hard, I take it hard | |
| And contrary to desire, | |
| Like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore |
| zuò qǔ : Eric Burdon Marcelo Nova | |
| I see the light in your eyes | |
| It' s getting dimmer everyday | |
| I feel the bitter cut of your tongue, so lacking in it' grace | |
| And the sadness on your tattooed face | |
| It seems to me my dear | |
| When we are face to face | |
| The truth is a rare prey | |
| No matter how many tears | |
| Are locked up inside you like pounding fear | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| It' s good that I remembered, before you forget | |
| I give you my heart, but you wanted my head | |
| And there' s nothing, nothing we don' t deserve | |
| And contrary to desire, like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore | |
| Now there' s a knucklehead, I had it painted red | |
| Standing alone in the yard | |
| We won' t be riding together no more girl | |
| Believe me, I take it hard | |
| I take it hard, I take it hard, I take it hard | |
| And contrary to desire, | |
| Like the reverse of me and you | |
| Time never comes back | |
| And leaves us nothing, nothing left to pursue | |
| Da da da dat dat da dat da da dat da da | |
| Turn off the waterworks baby, | |
| They don' t move me no more | |
| You' ve got my boots but I' m already | |
| Standing out side your door | |
| And there' s nothing left that we can repair anymore |