Song | Holiday Story |
Artist | X |
Album | See How We Are (Deluxe) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Otis Blackwell | |
作曲 : Otis Blackwell | |
It's that face of his | |
That hallway wall alleyway way of his | |
Dreamed you grew a beard and wore a hat | |
Like a brunette Dr. Eugene Scott | |
But I recognized you | |
Cause you were still a little brat | |
Well, I heard that long lost laugh | |
Through the monitors and floors, elevator doors | |
And you're still ringing in my ears | |
The longest stay in the shortest day | |
After all them years | |
In another life | |
In the deep, deep heart of Texas | |
With its big and lonely star | |
I'm in that other nation | |
Travelling bar to bar | |
Down that unhappy trail | |
I follow it every day | |
I don't know where you are | |
But I, I wish you'd go away | |
I wish you'd go away | |
[Chorus] | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Now the lights of your town | |
Attack my nightgown | |
The Billie Holiday Story | |
Batteries have gone down | |
So, I went to Milwaukee | |
But they were out of beer | |
So I walked to New York | |
But no one was there | |
No one was there | |
[Chorus] | |
It's a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you're closed | |
But sometimes you're the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Oh, It's a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you're closed | |
But sometimes you're the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday |
zuo ci : Otis Blackwell | |
zuo qu : Otis Blackwell | |
It' s that face of his | |
That hallway wall alleyway way of his | |
Dreamed you grew a beard and wore a hat | |
Like a brunette Dr. Eugene Scott | |
But I recognized you | |
Cause you were still a little brat | |
Well, I heard that long lost laugh | |
Through the monitors and floors, elevator doors | |
And you' re still ringing in my ears | |
The longest stay in the shortest day | |
After all them years | |
In another life | |
In the deep, deep heart of Texas | |
With its big and lonely star | |
I' m in that other nation | |
Travelling bar to bar | |
Down that unhappy trail | |
I follow it every day | |
I don' t know where you are | |
But I, I wish you' d go away | |
I wish you' d go away | |
Chorus | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Now the lights of your town | |
Attack my nightgown | |
The Billie Holiday Story | |
Batteries have gone down | |
So, I went to Milwaukee | |
But they were out of beer | |
So I walked to New York | |
But no one was there | |
No one was there | |
Chorus | |
It' s a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you' re closed | |
But sometimes you' re the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Oh, It' s a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you' re closed | |
But sometimes you' re the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday |
zuò cí : Otis Blackwell | |
zuò qǔ : Otis Blackwell | |
It' s that face of his | |
That hallway wall alleyway way of his | |
Dreamed you grew a beard and wore a hat | |
Like a brunette Dr. Eugene Scott | |
But I recognized you | |
Cause you were still a little brat | |
Well, I heard that long lost laugh | |
Through the monitors and floors, elevator doors | |
And you' re still ringing in my ears | |
The longest stay in the shortest day | |
After all them years | |
In another life | |
In the deep, deep heart of Texas | |
With its big and lonely star | |
I' m in that other nation | |
Travelling bar to bar | |
Down that unhappy trail | |
I follow it every day | |
I don' t know where you are | |
But I, I wish you' d go away | |
I wish you' d go away | |
Chorus | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Now the lights of your town | |
Attack my nightgown | |
The Billie Holiday Story | |
Batteries have gone down | |
So, I went to Milwaukee | |
But they were out of beer | |
So I walked to New York | |
But no one was there | |
No one was there | |
Chorus | |
It' s a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you' re closed | |
But sometimes you' re the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Oh, It' s a Billie Holiday | |
And I know you' re closed | |
But sometimes you' re the only place I can go | |
The only place I can go | |
On holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday | |
Holiday |