Song | Hotel Illness |
Artist | The Black Crowes |
Album | Croweology |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Robinson, Robinson | |
Oh good heavens, baby where is my medicine? | |
Well I must have left it outside with my etiquette | |
The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh | |
It's hard to talk with a | |
Novocain tongue | |
Yes it isThis room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain't a punishment | |
Hypnotize by your rotten behavior | |
Yeah, this weeks fashion is last years flavor | |
I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders | |
Yeah, the politics of the worlds greatest liar | |
Every time | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain't a punishment | |
So tell me, baby | |
Is it true all those things | |
That they say about you | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain't a punishment | |
Yeah, no, no, no |
zuo ci : Robinson, Robinson | |
Oh good heavens, baby where is my medicine? | |
Well I must have left it outside with my etiquette | |
The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh | |
It' s hard to talk with a | |
Novocain tongue | |
Yes it isThis room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
Hypnotize by your rotten behavior | |
Yeah, this weeks fashion is last years flavor | |
I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders | |
Yeah, the politics of the worlds greatest liar | |
Every time | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
So tell me, baby | |
Is it true all those things | |
That they say about you | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
Yeah, no, no, no |
zuò cí : Robinson, Robinson | |
Oh good heavens, baby where is my medicine? | |
Well I must have left it outside with my etiquette | |
The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh | |
It' s hard to talk with a | |
Novocain tongue | |
Yes it isThis room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
Hypnotize by your rotten behavior | |
Yeah, this weeks fashion is last years flavor | |
I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders | |
Yeah, the politics of the worlds greatest liar | |
Every time | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
So tell me, baby | |
Is it true all those things | |
That they say about you | |
This room smells like hotel illness | |
The scars | |
I hide are not your business | |
I can' t seem to make hair nor hide of this | |
No baby love ain' t a punishment | |
Yeah, no, no, no |