Song | Popular Girl |
Artist | Survivor |
Album | Vital Signs |
作词 : Peterick, Sullivan | |
When she walks in the room, every eye in the place | |
Turns to follow her every move | |
She's arrived on the scene in her diamonds and jeans | |
World class -- she's got nothing to prove | |
It takes a long time to know her, whe gives it up a little at a time * | |
She's gettin' what she wants | |
She's a popular girl | |
Settin' those hearts on fire | |
Everybody wants to be | |
Part of her world | |
She's a popular girl | |
Such a popular girl* | |
She walks down the street, knocks 'em dead on their feet | |
With a casual nonchalance | |
When she's breaking your heart, she's the state of the art | |
With license to take what she wants | |
It takes a hard man to hold her, she likes to get a little out of line ( * Repeat) | |
She waits by the window, the world is her stage | |
Each smile is her mirror in the passing parade, passing parade | |
And in the end, all she'll be is your friend | |
Though passion's your lone desire, she's the one you can't touch, | |
You want her so much, you're burnin', your heart's on fire | |
It takes a hard man to hold her, the challenge is forever on my mind ( * Repeat) |
zuò cí : Peterick, Sullivan | |
When she walks in the room, every eye in the place | |
Turns to follow her every move | |
She' s arrived on the scene in her diamonds and jeans | |
World class she' s got nothing to prove | |
It takes a long time to know her, whe gives it up a little at a time | |
She' s gettin' what she wants | |
She' s a popular girl | |
Settin' those hearts on fire | |
Everybody wants to be | |
Part of her world | |
She' s a popular girl | |
Such a popular girl | |
She walks down the street, knocks ' em dead on their feet | |
With a casual nonchalance | |
When she' s breaking your heart, she' s the state of the art | |
With license to take what she wants | |
It takes a hard man to hold her, she likes to get a little out of line Repeat | |
She waits by the window, the world is her stage | |
Each smile is her mirror in the passing parade, passing parade | |
And in the end, all she' ll be is your friend | |
Though passion' s your lone desire, she' s the one you can' t touch, | |
You want her so much, you' re burnin', your heart' s on fire | |
It takes a hard man to hold her, the challenge is forever on my mind Repeat |