| Song | Some Kinda Love - Closet Mix |
| Artist | The Velvet Underground |
| Album | The Very Best Of The Velvet Underground |
| 作词 : Reed | |
| Some kinda love | |
| Margarita told Tom | |
| between thought and expression lies a lifetime | |
| situations arise because of the weather | |
| and no kinds of love | |
| are better than others | |
| Some kinds of love | |
| Margarita told Tom | |
| like a dirty French novel | |
| combines the absurd with the vulgar | |
| and some kinds of love | |
| the possibilities are endless | |
| and for me to miss one | |
| would seem to be groundless | |
| I heard what you said | |
| Margarita heard Tom | |
| and of course you're a bore | |
| but in that you're not charmless | |
| 'cause a bore is a straight line | |
| that finds a wealth in division | |
| and some kinds of love | |
| are mistaken for visionary | |
| Put jelly on your shoulder | |
| let us do what you fear most | |
| that from which you recoil | |
| but which still makes your eyes moist | |
| Put jelly on your shoulder baby | |
| lie down upon the carpet | |
| between thought and expression | |
| let us now kiss the culprit | |
| I don't know just what it's all about | |
| but put on your red pajamas and find out |
| zuò cí : Reed | |
| Some kinda love | |
| Margarita told Tom | |
| between thought and expression lies a lifetime | |
| situations arise because of the weather | |
| and no kinds of love | |
| are better than others | |
| Some kinds of love | |
| Margarita told Tom | |
| like a dirty French novel | |
| combines the absurd with the vulgar | |
| and some kinds of love | |
| the possibilities are endless | |
| and for me to miss one | |
| would seem to be groundless | |
| I heard what you said | |
| Margarita heard Tom | |
| and of course you' re a bore | |
| but in that you' re not charmless | |
| ' cause a bore is a straight line | |
| that finds a wealth in division | |
| and some kinds of love | |
| are mistaken for visionary | |
| Put jelly on your shoulder | |
| let us do what you fear most | |
| that from which you recoil | |
| but which still makes your eyes moist | |
| Put jelly on your shoulder baby | |
| lie down upon the carpet | |
| between thought and expression | |
| let us now kiss the culprit | |
| I don' t know just what it' s all about | |
| but put on your red pajamas and find out |