Jenny I Read Lyrics
| Song | Jenny I Read |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Mexican Moon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Napolitano | |
| Jenny I read something you said about | |
| Rock and roll and life and death, ah | |
| Jenny I read they carried you home | |
| Broken, beaten all alone | |
| Oh, Jenny, you said, | |
| Jenny, you thought | |
| Give them all that they want, everything that you've got | |
| Oh, Jenny, my dear, it's a wicked city | |
| Once you're young, stupid and pretty | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| They're making angry loud noises(Kickin' back at the world) | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| Jenny, they cried, | |
| Jenny, they screamed | |
| Your picture in every magazine | |
| Yeah, you wanted it all but the | |
| American dream | |
| Was nothin' to write home about | |
| She was the next big thing | |
| And the telephone was ringing all of the time | |
| You were wined and dined every night | |
| Then one day it was over and where are you now they wonder | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| They're making angry loud noises(Kickin' back at the world) | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| Superstar, that's what you are | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| They're making angry loud noises(Kickin' back at the world) | |
| And all the angry young boys(And all the angry young girls) | |
| Behind their, their fingers, eyes aside, in sharp little whispers | |
| They say it's her, it is her, what happened to her? | |
| She knows this and she smiles | |
| She doesn't look anything, anything like her pictures | |
| She used to be, she used to be, she used to be | |
| But she knows this and she smiles | |
| For she has miles of memories all to herself | |
| Everything in between then and now | |
| And all her images of everything in between now and then | |
| And all they have are pictures, pictures |
| zuo ci : Napolitano | |
| Jenny I read something you said about | |
| Rock and roll and life and death, ah | |
| Jenny I read they carried you home | |
| Broken, beaten all alone | |
| Oh, Jenny, you said, | |
| Jenny, you thought | |
| Give them all that they want, everything that you' ve got | |
| Oh, Jenny, my dear, it' s a wicked city | |
| Once you' re young, stupid and pretty | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Jenny, they cried, | |
| Jenny, they screamed | |
| Your picture in every magazine | |
| Yeah, you wanted it all but the | |
| American dream | |
| Was nothin' to write home about | |
| She was the next big thing | |
| And the telephone was ringing all of the time | |
| You were wined and dined every night | |
| Then one day it was over and where are you now they wonder | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Superstar, that' s what you are | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Behind their, their fingers, eyes aside, in sharp little whispers | |
| They say it' s her, it is her, what happened to her? | |
| She knows this and she smiles | |
| She doesn' t look anything, anything like her pictures | |
| She used to be, she used to be, she used to be | |
| But she knows this and she smiles | |
| For she has miles of memories all to herself | |
| Everything in between then and now | |
| And all her images of everything in between now and then | |
| And all they have are pictures, pictures |
| zuò cí : Napolitano | |
| Jenny I read something you said about | |
| Rock and roll and life and death, ah | |
| Jenny I read they carried you home | |
| Broken, beaten all alone | |
| Oh, Jenny, you said, | |
| Jenny, you thought | |
| Give them all that they want, everything that you' ve got | |
| Oh, Jenny, my dear, it' s a wicked city | |
| Once you' re young, stupid and pretty | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Jenny, they cried, | |
| Jenny, they screamed | |
| Your picture in every magazine | |
| Yeah, you wanted it all but the | |
| American dream | |
| Was nothin' to write home about | |
| She was the next big thing | |
| And the telephone was ringing all of the time | |
| You were wined and dined every night | |
| Then one day it was over and where are you now they wonder | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Superstar, that' s what you are | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| They' re making angry loud noises Kickin' back at the world | |
| And all the angry young boys And all the angry young girls | |
| Behind their, their fingers, eyes aside, in sharp little whispers | |
| They say it' s her, it is her, what happened to her? | |
| She knows this and she smiles | |
| She doesn' t look anything, anything like her pictures | |
| She used to be, she used to be, she used to be | |
| But she knows this and she smiles | |
| For she has miles of memories all to herself | |
| Everything in between then and now | |
| And all her images of everything in between now and then | |
| And all they have are pictures, pictures |
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