Song | Spanish Dance Troupe |
Artist | Gorky's Zygotic Mynci |
Album | Spanish Dance Troupe |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Childs | |
Woke up on monday and got ready for school | |
Put on my uniform it was three sizes too small | |
I said "dear, dear, dear teacher | |
I've been six years away | |
And ain't finished my essay | |
Coz rock'n'roll rules ok!" | |
My conclusion this summer | |
Was there was much too much rain | |
So i ran off on thursday | |
With a dance troupe from spain | |
Where wine, dance and music | |
Is the name of the game | |
From bilbao to madrid | |
My mind ain't been the same | |
Oh the rehearsals went easy | |
And i'd learnt all the moves | |
I was playing a tree trunk in a forest of fools | |
Now maria moved real good and i could if i would | |
But when your mind's your prison | |
Things just don't seem so good | |
And then we'll be married | |
Then we'll be happy | |
And then we'll be married | |
Then we'll be happy | |
Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh |
zuo ci : Childs | |
Woke up on monday and got ready for school | |
Put on my uniform it was three sizes too small | |
I said " dear, dear, dear teacher | |
I' ve been six years away | |
And ain' t finished my essay | |
Coz rock' n' roll rules ok!" | |
My conclusion this summer | |
Was there was much too much rain | |
So i ran off on thursday | |
With a dance troupe from spain | |
Where wine, dance and music | |
Is the name of the game | |
From bilbao to madrid | |
My mind ain' t been the same | |
Oh the rehearsals went easy | |
And i' d learnt all the moves | |
I was playing a tree trunk in a forest of fools | |
Now maria moved real good and i could if i would | |
But when your mind' s your prison | |
Things just don' t seem so good | |
And then we' ll be married | |
Then we' ll be happy | |
And then we' ll be married | |
Then we' ll be happy | |
Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh |
zuò cí : Childs | |
Woke up on monday and got ready for school | |
Put on my uniform it was three sizes too small | |
I said " dear, dear, dear teacher | |
I' ve been six years away | |
And ain' t finished my essay | |
Coz rock' n' roll rules ok!" | |
My conclusion this summer | |
Was there was much too much rain | |
So i ran off on thursday | |
With a dance troupe from spain | |
Where wine, dance and music | |
Is the name of the game | |
From bilbao to madrid | |
My mind ain' t been the same | |
Oh the rehearsals went easy | |
And i' d learnt all the moves | |
I was playing a tree trunk in a forest of fools | |
Now maria moved real good and i could if i would | |
But when your mind' s your prison | |
Things just don' t seem so good | |
And then we' ll be married | |
Then we' ll be happy | |
And then we' ll be married | |
Then we' ll be happy | |
Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh |