| 作词 : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| (Difford/Tilbrook) | |
| He stalks the club with cupid's toy | |
| Foremost in his mind | |
| Jacks his body into shape | |
| And leaves the rest behind | |
| He has a pea for a brain | |
| A spud for a heart | |
| A scar on his cheek | |
| And a rubber duck in his bath | |
| This boy doesn't give love | |
| This boy doesn't get love | |
| He stalks the club with eagle eyes | |
| Springing on his heels | |
| Likes to throw a hand of dice | |
| Then hang them in his wheels | |
| He has a crease in his jeans | |
| A frown on his face | |
| The scent of a man | |
| Who thinks he has taste | |
| She smiles as he buys her a drink | |
| Standing at the end of the bar | |
| He feels helpless when she looks in his eyes | |
| Suddenly there's love in his heart | |
| He stalks the club with such a smile | |
| Forever on the move | |
| He takes pride in looking smart | |
| And knowing when to groove | |
| He has a heart on a chain | |
| His picture inside | |
| A ring in one ear | |
| Dark glasses at night |
| zuo ci : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| Difford Tilbrook | |
| He stalks the club with cupid' s toy | |
| Foremost in his mind | |
| Jacks his body into shape | |
| And leaves the rest behind | |
| He has a pea for a brain | |
| A spud for a heart | |
| A scar on his cheek | |
| And a rubber duck in his bath | |
| This boy doesn' t give love | |
| This boy doesn' t get love | |
| He stalks the club with eagle eyes | |
| Springing on his heels | |
| Likes to throw a hand of dice | |
| Then hang them in his wheels | |
| He has a crease in his jeans | |
| A frown on his face | |
| The scent of a man | |
| Who thinks he has taste | |
| She smiles as he buys her a drink | |
| Standing at the end of the bar | |
| He feels helpless when she looks in his eyes | |
| Suddenly there' s love in his heart | |
| He stalks the club with such a smile | |
| Forever on the move | |
| He takes pride in looking smart | |
| And knowing when to groove | |
| He has a heart on a chain | |
| His picture inside | |
| A ring in one ear | |
| Dark glasses at night |
| zuò cí : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| Difford Tilbrook | |
| He stalks the club with cupid' s toy | |
| Foremost in his mind | |
| Jacks his body into shape | |
| And leaves the rest behind | |
| He has a pea for a brain | |
| A spud for a heart | |
| A scar on his cheek | |
| And a rubber duck in his bath | |
| This boy doesn' t give love | |
| This boy doesn' t get love | |
| He stalks the club with eagle eyes | |
| Springing on his heels | |
| Likes to throw a hand of dice | |
| Then hang them in his wheels | |
| He has a crease in his jeans | |
| A frown on his face | |
| The scent of a man | |
| Who thinks he has taste | |
| She smiles as he buys her a drink | |
| Standing at the end of the bar | |
| He feels helpless when she looks in his eyes | |
| Suddenly there' s love in his heart | |
| He stalks the club with such a smile | |
| Forever on the move | |
| He takes pride in looking smart | |
| And knowing when to groove | |
| He has a heart on a chain | |
| His picture inside | |
| A ring in one ear | |
| Dark glasses at night |
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