Song | Girl's Eyes |
Artist | The Who |
Album | Thirty Years Of Maximum R&B |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Keith Moon & Pete Townshend | |
作词 : Moon | |
Girl's eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can't get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. | |
She's there, eyes aglow, very front row, don't throw sticks at her, | |
Please don't look her way, see her way, don't care anyway. | |
It's you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don't want help from you and me, | |
Can't tell a note from a symphony. | |
It's you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don't want help from you and me, | |
Can't tell a note from a symphony. | |
Girl's eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can't get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. |
zuo qu : Keith Moon Pete Townshend | |
zuo ci : Moon | |
Girl' s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can' t get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. | |
She' s there, eyes aglow, very front row, don' t throw sticks at her, | |
Please don' t look her way, see her way, don' t care anyway. | |
It' s you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don' t want help from you and me, | |
Can' t tell a note from a symphony. | |
It' s you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don' t want help from you and me, | |
Can' t tell a note from a symphony. | |
Girl' s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can' t get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. |
zuò qǔ : Keith Moon Pete Townshend | |
zuò cí : Moon | |
Girl' s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can' t get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. | |
She' s there, eyes aglow, very front row, don' t throw sticks at her, | |
Please don' t look her way, see her way, don' t care anyway. | |
It' s you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don' t want help from you and me, | |
Can' t tell a note from a symphony. | |
It' s you who led her on, I see, | |
Just leave her down in her misery, | |
She don' t want help from you and me, | |
Can' t tell a note from a symphony. | |
Girl' s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can' t get through to you, | |
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you, | |
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl, | |
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart. |