| Song | Robin's Tune |
| Artist | Justin Rutledge |
| Album | The Devil On A Bench In Stanley Park |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Rutledge |
| [00:18.39] | She loves me best on Mondays |
| [00:22.97] | Her hair all up in arms |
| [00:27.35] | My shaky love above the car alarms |
| [00:35.36] | She cleans me out on Fridays |
| [00:39.84] | With a Bombay-soda grin |
| [00:44.34] | The evening clad in California skin |
| [00:52.59] | She's music to my ears |
| [00:57.29] | She's music to my ears |
| [01:01.20] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [01:05.84] | It's music to my ears |
| [01:11.62] | She calls me from the ocean |
| [01:15.97] | Says the West it treats her kind |
| [01:20.85] | Where highways always say |
| [01:23.66] | What's on their mind |
| [01:28.89] | I'm a lonely mathematician |
| [01:33.22] | I do my work from home |
| [01:38.04] | My house is built |
| [01:39.67] | On broken telephones |
| [01:45.70] | She's music to my ears |
| [01:50.62] | Music to my ears |
| [01:54.41] | Oh every every morning waking |
| [01:58.14] | Shaking last night's souvenirs |
| [02:02.67] | She's music to my ears |
| [02:07.54] | Music to my ears |
| [02:11.30] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [02:15.83] | It's music to my ears |
| [02:57.35] | No sir ain't no money in this band |
| [03:03.89] | But we do our jobs the very best we can |
| [03:12.49] | In a fountain by the alley |
| [03:16.44] | I throw pennies for my girl |
| [03:20.93] | And wonder why it's such and angry world |
| [03:28.78] | I dream I am a valley |
| [03:32.97] | I speak a flower's tongue |
| [03:37.66] | My lady is the trees |
| [03:40.85] | I lay among |
| [03:45.73] | She's music to my ears |
| [03:50.37] | Music to my ears |
| [03:54.06] | Oh her eyes are always golden |
| [03:57.83] | Oh like shattered chandeliers |
| [04:02.32] | She's music to my ears |
| [04:07.09] | Music to my ears |
| [04:10.80] | Oh even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:15.45] | It's music to my ears |
| [04:19.20] | Oh and even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:23.72] | It's music to my ears |
| [04:49.92] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Rutledge |
| [00:18.39] | She loves me best on Mondays |
| [00:22.97] | Her hair all up in arms |
| [00:27.35] | My shaky love above the car alarms |
| [00:35.36] | She cleans me out on Fridays |
| [00:39.84] | With a Bombaysoda grin |
| [00:44.34] | The evening clad in California skin |
| [00:52.59] | She' s music to my ears |
| [00:57.29] | She' s music to my ears |
| [01:01.20] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [01:05.84] | It' s music to my ears |
| [01:11.62] | She calls me from the ocean |
| [01:15.97] | Says the West it treats her kind |
| [01:20.85] | Where highways always say |
| [01:23.66] | What' s on their mind |
| [01:28.89] | I' m a lonely mathematician |
| [01:33.22] | I do my work from home |
| [01:38.04] | My house is built |
| [01:39.67] | On broken telephones |
| [01:45.70] | She' s music to my ears |
| [01:50.62] | Music to my ears |
| [01:54.41] | Oh every every morning waking |
| [01:58.14] | Shaking last night' s souvenirs |
| [02:02.67] | She' s music to my ears |
| [02:07.54] | Music to my ears |
| [02:11.30] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [02:15.83] | It' s music to my ears |
| [02:57.35] | No sir ain' t no money in this band |
| [03:03.89] | But we do our jobs the very best we can |
| [03:12.49] | In a fountain by the alley |
| [03:16.44] | I throw pennies for my girl |
| [03:20.93] | And wonder why it' s such and angry world |
| [03:28.78] | I dream I am a valley |
| [03:32.97] | I speak a flower' s tongue |
| [03:37.66] | My lady is the trees |
| [03:40.85] | I lay among |
| [03:45.73] | She' s music to my ears |
| [03:50.37] | Music to my ears |
| [03:54.06] | Oh her eyes are always golden |
| [03:57.83] | Oh like shattered chandeliers |
| [04:02.32] | She' s music to my ears |
| [04:07.09] | Music to my ears |
| [04:10.80] | Oh even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:15.45] | It' s music to my ears |
| [04:19.20] | Oh and even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:23.72] | It' s music to my ears |
| [04:49.92] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Rutledge |
| [00:18.39] | She loves me best on Mondays |
| [00:22.97] | Her hair all up in arms |
| [00:27.35] | My shaky love above the car alarms |
| [00:35.36] | She cleans me out on Fridays |
| [00:39.84] | With a Bombaysoda grin |
| [00:44.34] | The evening clad in California skin |
| [00:52.59] | She' s music to my ears |
| [00:57.29] | She' s music to my ears |
| [01:01.20] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [01:05.84] | It' s music to my ears |
| [01:11.62] | She calls me from the ocean |
| [01:15.97] | Says the West it treats her kind |
| [01:20.85] | Where highways always say |
| [01:23.66] | What' s on their mind |
| [01:28.89] | I' m a lonely mathematician |
| [01:33.22] | I do my work from home |
| [01:38.04] | My house is built |
| [01:39.67] | On broken telephones |
| [01:45.70] | She' s music to my ears |
| [01:50.62] | Music to my ears |
| [01:54.41] | Oh every every morning waking |
| [01:58.14] | Shaking last night' s souvenirs |
| [02:02.67] | She' s music to my ears |
| [02:07.54] | Music to my ears |
| [02:11.30] | And even when she breaks my heart |
| [02:15.83] | It' s music to my ears |
| [02:57.35] | No sir ain' t no money in this band |
| [03:03.89] | But we do our jobs the very best we can |
| [03:12.49] | In a fountain by the alley |
| [03:16.44] | I throw pennies for my girl |
| [03:20.93] | And wonder why it' s such and angry world |
| [03:28.78] | I dream I am a valley |
| [03:32.97] | I speak a flower' s tongue |
| [03:37.66] | My lady is the trees |
| [03:40.85] | I lay among |
| [03:45.73] | She' s music to my ears |
| [03:50.37] | Music to my ears |
| [03:54.06] | Oh her eyes are always golden |
| [03:57.83] | Oh like shattered chandeliers |
| [04:02.32] | She' s music to my ears |
| [04:07.09] | Music to my ears |
| [04:10.80] | Oh even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:15.45] | It' s music to my ears |
| [04:19.20] | Oh and even when she breaks my heart |
| [04:23.72] | It' s music to my ears |
| [04:49.92] |