Song | Poor Johnny |
Artist | Robert Cray |
Album | The Definitive Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cray | |
Have a seat and I'll tell you a tale | |
It wasn't that long ago.. | |
About a guy who turned out to be a cheater got the heater | |
So the story goes: | |
He tried the playboy-thing on two friends | |
Thinking that they'd never know. | |
They say he got caught in a trap and it snapped | |
He's not around anymore... | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn't lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Now everyone in town knew he always played around | |
But not a word was said. | |
All the money and the clothes, | |
And the cars that he drove just kept his ego fed. | |
To his friends he was king, | |
Cause he thought of everything | |
Except his number one. | |
She had the kids and the house, | |
While he was always out | |
Leaving his homework undone. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn't lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Then one day his luck ran out. | |
When number two found a number and called his house. | |
Word on the street is that they talked all night | |
They had to teach him a lesson, | |
They had to make things right. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn't lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn't lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny |
zuo ci : Cray | |
Have a seat and I' ll tell you a tale | |
It wasn' t that long ago.. | |
About a guy who turned out to be a cheater got the heater | |
So the story goes: | |
He tried the playboything on two friends | |
Thinking that they' d never know. | |
They say he got caught in a trap and it snapped | |
He' s not around anymore... | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Now everyone in town knew he always played around | |
But not a word was said. | |
All the money and the clothes, | |
And the cars that he drove just kept his ego fed. | |
To his friends he was king, | |
Cause he thought of everything | |
Except his number one. | |
She had the kids and the house, | |
While he was always out | |
Leaving his homework undone. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Then one day his luck ran out. | |
When number two found a number and called his house. | |
Word on the street is that they talked all night | |
They had to teach him a lesson, | |
They had to make things right. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny |
zuò cí : Cray | |
Have a seat and I' ll tell you a tale | |
It wasn' t that long ago.. | |
About a guy who turned out to be a cheater got the heater | |
So the story goes: | |
He tried the playboything on two friends | |
Thinking that they' d never know. | |
They say he got caught in a trap and it snapped | |
He' s not around anymore... | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Now everyone in town knew he always played around | |
But not a word was said. | |
All the money and the clothes, | |
And the cars that he drove just kept his ego fed. | |
To his friends he was king, | |
Cause he thought of everything | |
Except his number one. | |
She had the kids and the house, | |
While he was always out | |
Leaving his homework undone. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Then one day his luck ran out. | |
When number two found a number and called his house. | |
Word on the street is that they talked all night | |
They had to teach him a lesson, | |
They had to make things right. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny, | |
He came home looking cool one day, | |
Just wasn' t lucky to come out that way | |
Once from the left... then from the right | |
They took him down, late that night. | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny | |
Poor Johnny |