Song | Dear John Letter |
Artist | Whitney Houston |
Album | Just Whitney |
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作词 : Briggs, Reynolds, Stewart | |
Oh I used to love you | |
ButnNow that's hard to do | |
'Cause I got some information | |
'Bout the eveil things at night that you do | |
Now the whole thing is through (we're through) | |
Oh you're such a devil | |
How'd you get me to believe you were true | |
Oh my momma warned me | |
And how my daddy cried | |
The day I left my home | |
You said you'd always keep me satisfied | |
But oh how you lied (you lied) | |
Well I should have heard my momma's words | |
But then I guess I had to much pride (original sin) | |
First Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a bad a feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you almost got me | |
In the ways of the world | |
In the ways of the world | |
My so-called friends said I misjudged you | |
My anger's all in vain | |
But I'm afraid you got to them | |
Before I had a chance to explain | |
And it caoused me such pain (ouch!) | |
'Cause they were such good friends of mine | |
But now you've got them playin' you game (you creep) | |
First Chorus | |
Well I believe in Jesus | |
And what he said he's gonna do | |
He'll put an apple in your lyin mouth | |
And cook you in a sulfer stew | |
One that'll never be through | |
(Is it soup yet? No) | |
Ah, but if he hadn't rescued me | |
Then I'd be down there cookin' too | |
Oh if Jesus hadn't rescued me | |
Then I'd be cookin' right next to you | |
Second Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a great feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you're gonna get yours | |
At the end of the world | |
At the end of the world | |
Oh at the end of the world |
zuo ci : Briggs, Reynolds, Stewart | |
Oh I used to love you | |
ButnNow that' s hard to do | |
' Cause I got some information | |
' Bout the eveil things at night that you do | |
Now the whole thing is through we' re through | |
Oh you' re such a devil | |
How' d you get me to believe you were true | |
Oh my momma warned me | |
And how my daddy cried | |
The day I left my home | |
You said you' d always keep me satisfied | |
But oh how you lied you lied | |
Well I should have heard my momma' s words | |
But then I guess I had to much pride original sin | |
First Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a bad a feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you almost got me | |
In the ways of the world | |
In the ways of the world | |
My socalled friends said I misjudged you | |
My anger' s all in vain | |
But I' m afraid you got to them | |
Before I had a chance to explain | |
And it caoused me such pain ouch! | |
' Cause they were such good friends of mine | |
But now you' ve got them playin' you game you creep | |
First Chorus | |
Well I believe in Jesus | |
And what he said he' s gonna do | |
He' ll put an apple in your lyin mouth | |
And cook you in a sulfer stew | |
One that' ll never be through | |
Is it soup yet? No | |
Ah, but if he hadn' t rescued me | |
Then I' d be down there cookin' too | |
Oh if Jesus hadn' t rescued me | |
Then I' d be cookin' right next to you | |
Second Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a great feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you' re gonna get yours | |
At the end of the world | |
At the end of the world | |
Oh at the end of the world |
zuò cí : Briggs, Reynolds, Stewart | |
Oh I used to love you | |
ButnNow that' s hard to do | |
' Cause I got some information | |
' Bout the eveil things at night that you do | |
Now the whole thing is through we' re through | |
Oh you' re such a devil | |
How' d you get me to believe you were true | |
Oh my momma warned me | |
And how my daddy cried | |
The day I left my home | |
You said you' d always keep me satisfied | |
But oh how you lied you lied | |
Well I should have heard my momma' s words | |
But then I guess I had to much pride original sin | |
First Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a bad a feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you almost got me | |
In the ways of the world | |
In the ways of the world | |
My socalled friends said I misjudged you | |
My anger' s all in vain | |
But I' m afraid you got to them | |
Before I had a chance to explain | |
And it caoused me such pain ouch! | |
' Cause they were such good friends of mine | |
But now you' ve got them playin' you game you creep | |
First Chorus | |
Well I believe in Jesus | |
And what he said he' s gonna do | |
He' ll put an apple in your lyin mouth | |
And cook you in a sulfer stew | |
One that' ll never be through | |
Is it soup yet? No | |
Ah, but if he hadn' t rescued me | |
Then I' d be down there cookin' too | |
Oh if Jesus hadn' t rescued me | |
Then I' d be cookin' right next to you | |
Second Chorus | |
I used to lie awake at night | |
And see your face on the ceilin' | |
What a great feelin' I have | |
When I think of how you' re gonna get yours | |
At the end of the world | |
At the end of the world | |
Oh at the end of the world |