Song | Drive-Thru Man |
Artist | Nick Lowe |
Album | The Impossible Bird |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lowe | |
Get out that bed | |
And put some weight on the ground | |
Clear up these things lying everywhere | |
I know you feel like a drive-thru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a blue-bell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Then go to the mirror | |
And put your make-up on | |
It'll only stay for a little while | |
I know you feel like a drive-thru man | |
Inside you're dying | |
But you can't keep from crying | |
Like a wild east wind | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Your body was made for the purpose of loving | |
And now love is gone he's going what he can | |
Nobody said it was gonna be fair | |
So lord hear the payer | |
Of a drive-thru man | |
Then what of the day | |
Can't you even take a look outside | |
It wouldn't kill you to lift that blind | |
I know you feel like a drive-thru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a blue-bell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Like a wild east wind | |
Is the drive-thru man |
zuo ci : Lowe | |
Get out that bed | |
And put some weight on the ground | |
Clear up these things lying everywhere | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a bluebell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Then go to the mirror | |
And put your makeup on | |
It' ll only stay for a little while | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Inside you' re dying | |
But you can' t keep from crying | |
Like a wild east wind | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Your body was made for the purpose of loving | |
And now love is gone he' s going what he can | |
Nobody said it was gonna be fair | |
So lord hear the payer | |
Of a drivethru man | |
Then what of the day | |
Can' t you even take a look outside | |
It wouldn' t kill you to lift that blind | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a bluebell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Like a wild east wind | |
Is the drivethru man |
zuò cí : Lowe | |
Get out that bed | |
And put some weight on the ground | |
Clear up these things lying everywhere | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a bluebell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Then go to the mirror | |
And put your makeup on | |
It' ll only stay for a little while | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Inside you' re dying | |
But you can' t keep from crying | |
Like a wild east wind | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Your body was made for the purpose of loving | |
And now love is gone he' s going what he can | |
Nobody said it was gonna be fair | |
So lord hear the payer | |
Of a drivethru man | |
Then what of the day | |
Can' t you even take a look outside | |
It wouldn' t kill you to lift that blind | |
I know you feel like a drivethru man | |
Exposed and uncovered | |
Like a bluebell in the wood | |
When the snow is on the ground | |
Like a wild east wind | |
Is the drivethru man |