| 作词 : Cocker | |
| The blue girls that bake in the sun | |
| Skin falls in flakes from each one | |
| Like leaves from autumn trees | |
| they float upon the breeze | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| The flesh underneath candy-pink | |
| Quite a strange affair you might think | |
| They gasp and moan for air | |
| Beached fish on your lawn-chair | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| Fragments left at the end of the day | |
| A pile of blue that is soon swept away | |
| Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye | |
| Would it be too much to cry? | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| have slowly decayed | |
| Ah | |
| They dried out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What did you do | |
| to earn this prize? |
| zuo ci : Cocker | |
| The blue girls that bake in the sun | |
| Skin falls in flakes from each one | |
| Like leaves from autumn trees | |
| they float upon the breeze | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| The flesh underneath candypink | |
| Quite a strange affair you might think | |
| They gasp and moan for air | |
| Beached fish on your lawnchair | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| Fragments left at the end of the day | |
| A pile of blue that is soon swept away | |
| Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye | |
| Would it be too much to cry? | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| have slowly decayed | |
| Ah | |
| They dried out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What did you do | |
| to earn this prize? |
| zuò cí : Cocker | |
| The blue girls that bake in the sun | |
| Skin falls in flakes from each one | |
| Like leaves from autumn trees | |
| they float upon the breeze | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| The flesh underneath candypink | |
| Quite a strange affair you might think | |
| They gasp and moan for air | |
| Beached fish on your lawnchair | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| are slowly decaying | |
| Ah | |
| Drying out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What have you done | |
| to earn this prize? | |
| Fragments left at the end of the day | |
| A pile of blue that is soon swept away | |
| Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye | |
| Would it be too much to cry? | |
| These girls you have loved | |
| have slowly decayed | |
| Ah | |
| They dried out in the sun | |
| before your eyes | |
| Wild stares in your face | |
| they seem to accuse you | |
| Oh | |
| What did you do | |
| to earn this prize? |
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