Song | Don't Marry Her |
Artist | The Beautiful South |
Album | Blue Is The Colour |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:08] | (Blue Is The Colour) |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Heaton, Rotheray |
[00:13.77] | |
[00:19.56] | Think of you with pipe and slippers |
[00:21.86] | Think of her in bed |
[00:24.19] | Laying there just watching telly |
[00:26.78] | Then think of me instead |
[00:28.53] | |
[00:29.10] | I'll never grow so old and flabby |
[00:31.42] | That could never be |
[00:33.50] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[00:37.44] | |
[00:38.82] | And your love light shines like cardboard |
[00:41.07] | But your work shoes are glistening |
[00:43.38] | She's a PhD in "I told you so" |
[00:45.95] | You've a knighthood in "I'm not listening" |
[00:47.82] | |
[00:48.38] | She'll grab your sweaty bollocks |
[00:50.63] | Then slowly raise her knee |
[00:53.00] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[00:56.82] | |
[00:58.00] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[01:02.69] | And you realise you can't make it anyway |
[01:07.38] | You have to wash the car |
[01:09.66] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[01:12.32] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[01:16.07] | |
[01:17.09] | Those lovely Sunday mornings |
[01:19.38] | With breakfast brought in bed |
[01:21.88] | Those blackbirds look like knitting needles |
[01:24.45] | Trying to peck your head |
[01:26.32] | |
[01:26.66] | Those birds will peck your soul out |
[01:29.00] | And throw away the key |
[01:31.50] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[01:35.32] | |
[01:36.38] | And the kitchen's always tidy |
[01:38.69] | And the bathroom's always clean |
[01:41.07] | She's a diploma in "just hiding things" |
[01:43.57] | You've a first in "low esteem" |
[01:45.19] | |
[01:45.94] | When your socks smell of angels |
[01:48.26] | But your life smells of Brie |
[01:50.75] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[01:54.44] | |
[01:55.57] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:00.19] | And you realise you can't make it anyway |
[02:04.94] | You have to wash the car |
[02:07.10] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[02:09.88] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[02:13.57] | |
[02:52.99] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:58.19] | And you realise you can't make it anyway |
[03:03.13] | You have to wash the car |
[03:05.32] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[03:08.32] | Don't marry her, **** me |
[03:15.01] |
[00:08] | Blue Is The Colour |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Heaton, Rotheray |
[00:13.77] | |
[00:19.56] | Think of you with pipe and slippers |
[00:21.86] | Think of her in bed |
[00:24.19] | Laying there just watching telly |
[00:26.78] | Then think of me instead |
[00:28.53] | |
[00:29.10] | I' ll never grow so old and flabby |
[00:31.42] | That could never be |
[00:33.50] | Don' t marry her, me |
[00:37.44] | |
[00:38.82] | And your love light shines like cardboard |
[00:41.07] | But your work shoes are glistening |
[00:43.38] | She' s a PhD in " I told you so" |
[00:45.95] | You' ve a knighthood in " I' m not listening" |
[00:47.82] | |
[00:48.38] | She' ll grab your sweaty bollocks |
[00:50.63] | Then slowly raise her knee |
[00:53.00] | Don' t marry her, me |
[00:56.82] | |
[00:58.00] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[01:02.69] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[01:07.38] | You have to wash the car |
[01:09.66] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[01:12.32] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:16.07] | |
[01:17.09] | Those lovely Sunday mornings |
[01:19.38] | With breakfast brought in bed |
[01:21.88] | Those blackbirds look like knitting needles |
[01:24.45] | Trying to peck your head |
[01:26.32] | |
[01:26.66] | Those birds will peck your soul out |
[01:29.00] | And throw away the key |
[01:31.50] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:35.32] | |
[01:36.38] | And the kitchen' s always tidy |
[01:38.69] | And the bathroom' s always clean |
[01:41.07] | She' s a diploma in " just hiding things" |
[01:43.57] | You' ve a first in " low esteem" |
[01:45.19] | |
[01:45.94] | When your socks smell of angels |
[01:48.26] | But your life smells of Brie |
[01:50.75] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:54.44] | |
[01:55.57] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:00.19] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[02:04.94] | You have to wash the car |
[02:07.10] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[02:09.88] | Don' t marry her, me |
[02:13.57] | |
[02:52.99] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:58.19] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[03:03.13] | You have to wash the car |
[03:05.32] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[03:08.32] | Don' t marry her, me |
[03:15.01] |
[00:08] | Blue Is The Colour |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Heaton, Rotheray |
[00:13.77] | |
[00:19.56] | Think of you with pipe and slippers |
[00:21.86] | Think of her in bed |
[00:24.19] | Laying there just watching telly |
[00:26.78] | Then think of me instead |
[00:28.53] | |
[00:29.10] | I' ll never grow so old and flabby |
[00:31.42] | That could never be |
[00:33.50] | Don' t marry her, me |
[00:37.44] | |
[00:38.82] | And your love light shines like cardboard |
[00:41.07] | But your work shoes are glistening |
[00:43.38] | She' s a PhD in " I told you so" |
[00:45.95] | You' ve a knighthood in " I' m not listening" |
[00:47.82] | |
[00:48.38] | She' ll grab your sweaty bollocks |
[00:50.63] | Then slowly raise her knee |
[00:53.00] | Don' t marry her, me |
[00:56.82] | |
[00:58.00] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[01:02.69] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[01:07.38] | You have to wash the car |
[01:09.66] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[01:12.32] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:16.07] | |
[01:17.09] | Those lovely Sunday mornings |
[01:19.38] | With breakfast brought in bed |
[01:21.88] | Those blackbirds look like knitting needles |
[01:24.45] | Trying to peck your head |
[01:26.32] | |
[01:26.66] | Those birds will peck your soul out |
[01:29.00] | And throw away the key |
[01:31.50] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:35.32] | |
[01:36.38] | And the kitchen' s always tidy |
[01:38.69] | And the bathroom' s always clean |
[01:41.07] | She' s a diploma in " just hiding things" |
[01:43.57] | You' ve a first in " low esteem" |
[01:45.19] | |
[01:45.94] | When your socks smell of angels |
[01:48.26] | But your life smells of Brie |
[01:50.75] | Don' t marry her, me |
[01:54.44] | |
[01:55.57] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:00.19] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[02:04.94] | You have to wash the car |
[02:07.10] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[02:09.88] | Don' t marry her, me |
[02:13.57] | |
[02:52.99] | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay |
[02:58.19] | And you realise you can' t make it anyway |
[03:03.13] | You have to wash the car |
[03:05.32] | Take the kiddies to the park |
[03:08.32] | Don' t marry her, me |
[03:15.01] |