Song | No Shoe Strings On Louise |
Artist | Elton John |
Album | Elton John |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Elton John & Bernie Taupin | |
作词 : John, Taupin | |
Lady love rides a big red Cadillac | |
Buys the hoedown show salt and beans | |
Goes to church to pray for Lucifer | |
She milked the male population clean | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you'll never get to pick and choose | |
She's bought you and sold you | |
There ain't no shoe strings on Louise | |
Come on down, come on down from the ladder | |
Henry get your head, get your head out of them clouds | |
What she wants is to go kissing on a swine herd | |
You might as well kiss the boss man's cow | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you'll never get to pick and choose | |
She's bought you and sold you | |
There ain't no shoestrings on Louise, come on, gal | |
All those city women who want to make us poor men | |
And this land's got the worse for the worrying | |
Yeah, I got married at the early age of fourteen | |
And I've been worrying about the way you'll be loving them | |
Yeah, so ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you'll never get to pick and choose | |
She's bought you and sold you | |
There ain't no shoe strings on Louise, oh, yeah | |
There ain't no shoe strings on Louise, yeah, oh... |
zuo qu : Elton John Bernie Taupin | |
zuo ci : John, Taupin | |
Lady love rides a big red Cadillac | |
Buys the hoedown show salt and beans | |
Goes to church to pray for Lucifer | |
She milked the male population clean | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise | |
Come on down, come on down from the ladder | |
Henry get your head, get your head out of them clouds | |
What she wants is to go kissing on a swine herd | |
You might as well kiss the boss man' s cow | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoestrings on Louise, come on, gal | |
All those city women who want to make us poor men | |
And this land' s got the worse for the worrying | |
Yeah, I got married at the early age of fourteen | |
And I' ve been worrying about the way you' ll be loving them | |
Yeah, so ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise, oh, yeah | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise, yeah, oh... |
zuò qǔ : Elton John Bernie Taupin | |
zuò cí : John, Taupin | |
Lady love rides a big red Cadillac | |
Buys the hoedown show salt and beans | |
Goes to church to pray for Lucifer | |
She milked the male population clean | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise | |
Come on down, come on down from the ladder | |
Henry get your head, get your head out of them clouds | |
What she wants is to go kissing on a swine herd | |
You might as well kiss the boss man' s cow | |
So ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoestrings on Louise, come on, gal | |
All those city women who want to make us poor men | |
And this land' s got the worse for the worrying | |
Yeah, I got married at the early age of fourteen | |
And I' ve been worrying about the way you' ll be loving them | |
Yeah, so ride in line shake yourself by the hand | |
Live your life inside a paper can | |
But you' ll never get to pick and choose | |
She' s bought you and sold you | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise, oh, yeah | |
There ain' t no shoe strings on Louise, yeah, oh... |