Song | An Acceptable Level Of Ecstasy (The Wedding Song) |
Artist | Lyle Lovett |
Album | Lyle Lovett |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lovett | |
The two-step it drug like a ball and chain | |
While the band was playing something like moon river or somewhere over the rainbow | |
And i was chasing the black man with the champagne | |
And i was chasing the black girl with the oysters rockefeller | |
And it was a highbrow occassion | |
For no special reason | |
And nobody knew | |
Nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
If you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that's the color of the big boss man | |
It was a twenty-piece orchestra at the warwick hotel | |
With some fat man from the opera who tried to sing misty | |
And it was black men and black boys in white ties and tails | |
And mascara and rouge and fake fingernails | |
If you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
If you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that's the color of the big boss man | |
They had them everywhere man | |
They had one on every foot and every hand | |
And they was all saying yes sir | |
And right away ma'am | |
And they was picking up plates | |
And they was pouring wine | |
And they was checking umbrellas | |
And making shoes shine | |
And they was handing out towels in the washroom | |
For a quarter | |
And it was an acceptable level of ecstasy | |
As far as everyone could see | |
But nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
If you ain't the big daddy | |
You ain't nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that's the color of the big boss man |
zuo ci : Lovett | |
The twostep it drug like a ball and chain | |
While the band was playing something like moon river or somewhere over the rainbow | |
And i was chasing the black man with the champagne | |
And i was chasing the black girl with the oysters rockefeller | |
And it was a highbrow occassion | |
For no special reason | |
And nobody knew | |
Nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man | |
It was a twentypiece orchestra at the warwick hotel | |
With some fat man from the opera who tried to sing misty | |
And it was black men and black boys in white ties and tails | |
And mascara and rouge and fake fingernails | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man | |
They had them everywhere man | |
They had one on every foot and every hand | |
And they was all saying yes sir | |
And right away ma' am | |
And they was picking up plates | |
And they was pouring wine | |
And they was checking umbrellas | |
And making shoes shine | |
And they was handing out towels in the washroom | |
For a quarter | |
And it was an acceptable level of ecstasy | |
As far as everyone could see | |
But nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man |
zuò cí : Lovett | |
The twostep it drug like a ball and chain | |
While the band was playing something like moon river or somewhere over the rainbow | |
And i was chasing the black man with the champagne | |
And i was chasing the black girl with the oysters rockefeller | |
And it was a highbrow occassion | |
For no special reason | |
And nobody knew | |
Nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man | |
It was a twentypiece orchestra at the warwick hotel | |
With some fat man from the opera who tried to sing misty | |
And it was black men and black boys in white ties and tails | |
And mascara and rouge and fake fingernails | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man | |
They had them everywhere man | |
They had one on every foot and every hand | |
And they was all saying yes sir | |
And right away ma' am | |
And they was picking up plates | |
And they was pouring wine | |
And they was checking umbrellas | |
And making shoes shine | |
And they was handing out towels in the washroom | |
For a quarter | |
And it was an acceptable level of ecstasy | |
As far as everyone could see | |
But nobody knew | |
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor | |
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director | |
Who poisoned the saxophone section | |
And if you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
If you ain' t the big daddy | |
You ain' t nobody | |
Red and yellow, black and tan | |
But white that' s the color of the big boss man |