Song | Little Amsterdam - Live "Bootleg" Version-Denver |
Artist | Tori Amos |
Album | Paramount Theatre, Denver, CO 4/19/05 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Amos | |
Little Amsterdam | |
In a southern town | |
Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
Momma keep your head down | |
Momma it wasn't my bullet | |
Don't take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain(Ooo) | |
Don't, don't, take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Which side your on | |
HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na | |
Momma got a shot, shit | |
She loved a brown man | |
Then she built a bridge in the | |
Sheriff's bed | |
She'd do anything to save her man | |
You see her olives | |
They are all cold pressed | |
And her best friend is a | |
Sun dressBut | |
Momma, it wasn't my bullet | |
No, oohDon't take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
Don't don't take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na na | |
Na na na na | |
All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
Got a goat and a phone, | |
I said"Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
Round and around and around | |
I go(Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe) | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Round and around and around | |
I go(Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe) | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Father only you can save my soul | |
And playin' that organ must count | |
For something | |
SomethingYou got to know these days | |
Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
And the Sheriff now, can't ride away | |
Like he said into the sunset, and | |
I won't say | |
That he shouldn't have paid | |
But Momma, it wasn't my bullet |
zuo ci : Amos | |
Little Amsterdam | |
In a southern town | |
Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
Momma keep your head down | |
Momma it wasn' t my bullet | |
Don' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain Ooo | |
Don' t, don' t, take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Which side your on | |
HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na | |
Momma got a shot, shit | |
She loved a brown man | |
Then she built a bridge in the | |
Sheriff' s bed | |
She' d do anything to save her man | |
You see her olives | |
They are all cold pressed | |
And her best friend is a | |
Sun dressBut | |
Momma, it wasn' t my bullet | |
No, oohDon' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
Don' t don' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na na | |
Na na na na | |
All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
Got a goat and a phone, | |
I said" Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
Round and around and around | |
I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Round and around and around | |
I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Father only you can save my soul | |
And playin' that organ must count | |
For something | |
SomethingYou got to know these days | |
Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
And the Sheriff now, can' t ride away | |
Like he said into the sunset, and | |
I won' t say | |
That he shouldn' t have paid | |
But Momma, it wasn' t my bullet |
zuò cí : Amos | |
Little Amsterdam | |
In a southern town | |
Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
Momma keep your head down | |
Momma it wasn' t my bullet | |
Don' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain Ooo | |
Don' t, don' t, take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Which side your on | |
HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na | |
Momma got a shot, shit | |
She loved a brown man | |
Then she built a bridge in the | |
Sheriff' s bed | |
She' d do anything to save her man | |
You see her olives | |
They are all cold pressed | |
And her best friend is a | |
Sun dressBut | |
Momma, it wasn' t my bullet | |
No, oohDon' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range | |
I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
Don' t don' t take me back to the range | |
Back to the range' | |
Cause girl you got to know these days | |
Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
Na na na na naa na na | |
Na na na na | |
All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
Got a goat and a phone, | |
I said" Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
Round and around and around | |
I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Round and around and around | |
I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
Round and around this time for keeps | |
Father only you can save my soul | |
And playin' that organ must count | |
For something | |
SomethingYou got to know these days | |
Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
And the Sheriff now, can' t ride away | |
Like he said into the sunset, and | |
I won' t say | |
That he shouldn' t have paid | |
But Momma, it wasn' t my bullet |