Song | Hot Pork Sandwiches |
Artist | Tanita Tikaram |
Album | Everybody's Angel |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tikaram | |
We don't talk about our better selves | |
As it is - i survive and survive so well | |
Yes, y'know it, hovering on the edge of life | |
Is so exciting | |
Baby, you can take me home | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
And in the darkness of the avenue | |
Boys in sharp suits and smiles | |
Girls with their recipe for romance | |
Are wide-eyed to the child | |
And as the stars shine brightly over them | |
Love will blossom once again | |
It's hot - got that sizzle | |
It's sizzle, sizzle, sizzlke | |
'til then | |
Taking home new apprentice | |
Clearer bubble - | |
Always very hard to do | |
Because dinner is - | |
Dinner served for two | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
And every mother, father and son | |
Chant little lullabye for one and all to see | |
What life should be | |
Waiting for the chance | |
To hear your life has changed | |
When baby you can take me home | |
Because dinner is - | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it's been freshly boiled | |
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-yeah-e-yeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-yeah-e-yeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
Da da da da da | |
Da da da da da da dum |
zuo qu : Tikaram | |
We don' t talk about our better selves | |
As it is i survive and survive so well | |
Yes, y' know it, hovering on the edge of life | |
Is so exciting | |
Baby, you can take me home | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
And in the darkness of the avenue | |
Boys in sharp suits and smiles | |
Girls with their recipe for romance | |
Are wideeyed to the child | |
And as the stars shine brightly over them | |
Love will blossom once again | |
It' s hot got that sizzle | |
It' s sizzle, sizzle, sizzlke | |
' til then | |
Taking home new apprentice | |
Clearer bubble | |
Always very hard to do | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served for two | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
And every mother, father and son | |
Chant little lullabye for one and all to see | |
What life should be | |
Waiting for the chance | |
To hear your life has changed | |
When baby you can take me home | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Latatatatatatatayeaheyeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
Latatatatatatatayeaheyeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
Da da da da da | |
Da da da da da da dum |
zuò qǔ : Tikaram | |
We don' t talk about our better selves | |
As it is i survive and survive so well | |
Yes, y' know it, hovering on the edge of life | |
Is so exciting | |
Baby, you can take me home | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
And in the darkness of the avenue | |
Boys in sharp suits and smiles | |
Girls with their recipe for romance | |
Are wideeyed to the child | |
And as the stars shine brightly over them | |
Love will blossom once again | |
It' s hot got that sizzle | |
It' s sizzle, sizzle, sizzlke | |
' til then | |
Taking home new apprentice | |
Clearer bubble | |
Always very hard to do | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served for two | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
And every mother, father and son | |
Chant little lullabye for one and all to see | |
What life should be | |
Waiting for the chance | |
To hear your life has changed | |
When baby you can take me home | |
Because dinner is | |
Dinner served alone | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? | |
Wrapped in foil | |
Corners are laced with gristle | |
I trust it' s been freshly boiled | |
Latatatatatatatayeaheyeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
Latatatatatatatayeaheyeah | |
Da da da da da da dum | |
Da da da da da | |
Da da da da da da dum |