Song | Silky |
Artist | Honeycut |
Album | The Day I Turned To Glass |
作曲 : Salters | |
Lady | |
I'm not sure I follow | |
Your body | |
Shimmers with dayglow | |
Open the dreambox in my pillow | |
Somewhere it never snows | |
Well maybe | |
I should leave the tango | |
But baby | |
If so let me know | |
Sprinkles and twinkles won't sell the show | |
Go ask the stars; they know | |
Spin me | |
Baby please don't turn on the light | |
You're way too bright for me | |
Clearly my guitar is missing a string | |
But won't you sing with me | |
Silky | |
Is the way to your lips | |
Sulky | |
The way to your hips | |
What are the digits that clear the code | |
Switch to another mode | |
You sigh | |
You flicker like a candle | |
But tell me why | |
You make yourself so hard to handle | |
Offense and defense is not my game | |
Guess you're not mine to tame | |
Spin me | |
Baby please don't turn on the light | |
You're way too bright for me | |
Clearly my guitar is missing a string | |
But won't you sing with me |
zuò qǔ : Salters | |
Lady | |
I' m not sure I follow | |
Your body | |
Shimmers with dayglow | |
Open the dreambox in my pillow | |
Somewhere it never snows | |
Well maybe | |
I should leave the tango | |
But baby | |
If so let me know | |
Sprinkles and twinkles won' t sell the show | |
Go ask the stars they know | |
Spin me | |
Baby please don' t turn on the light | |
You' re way too bright for me | |
Clearly my guitar is missing a string | |
But won' t you sing with me | |
Silky | |
Is the way to your lips | |
Sulky | |
The way to your hips | |
What are the digits that clear the code | |
Switch to another mode | |
You sigh | |
You flicker like a candle | |
But tell me why | |
You make yourself so hard to handle | |
Offense and defense is not my game | |
Guess you' re not mine to tame | |
Spin me | |
Baby please don' t turn on the light | |
You' re way too bright for me | |
Clearly my guitar is missing a string | |
But won' t you sing with me |