Song | Good Girls Go To Heaven (Bad Girls Go Everywhere) |
Artist | Meat Loaf |
Album | Live Around The World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Steinman | |
Good girls go to heaven | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the wind is howling through your window pane | |
It's not the only pain of the night | |
You're burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love | |
And there's not an anti-body in sight | |
Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying? | |
There's a beauty of a moon in the sky | |
But I guess when you've been leading such a sheltered life | |
You never lift your head and look so high | |
You don't have a lot, but it's all that you've got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it's gotta be something you can reach out and feel now | |
It ain't right, it ain't fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I'll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark | |
And you're desperate now for somewhere to turn | |
Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge | |
And every limb has been erotically burned | |
Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking? | |
When a boy should do whatever he can | |
You've been nothing but an angel every day of your life | |
And now you wonder what it's like to be damned | |
You don't have a lot, but it's all that you've got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it's gotta be something you've been wanting to feel now | |
It ain't right, it ain't fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I'll be praying that the | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Every time I try and dream you, | |
I can't believe how hard it's been to | |
Conjure up your face | |
And trace your body in the air | |
All the seconds go on forever, | |
But the thirds and fourth ones are even better | |
Everytime I do it just a little bit longer | |
Everytime I dream, | |
It's just a little bit stronger than real life | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it's gotta be something you can reach out and feel, now! | |
It ain't right, it ain't fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I'll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere |
zuo ci : Steinman | |
Good girls go to heaven | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the wind is howling through your window pane | |
It' s not the only pain of the night | |
You' re burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love | |
And there' s not an antibody in sight | |
Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying? | |
There' s a beauty of a moon in the sky | |
But I guess when you' ve been leading such a sheltered life | |
You never lift your head and look so high | |
You don' t have a lot, but it' s all that you' ve got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you can reach out and feel now | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark | |
And you' re desperate now for somewhere to turn | |
Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge | |
And every limb has been erotically burned | |
Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking? | |
When a boy should do whatever he can | |
You' ve been nothing but an angel every day of your life | |
And now you wonder what it' s like to be damned | |
You don' t have a lot, but it' s all that you' ve got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you' ve been wanting to feel now | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Every time I try and dream you, | |
I can' t believe how hard it' s been to | |
Conjure up your face | |
And trace your body in the air | |
All the seconds go on forever, | |
But the thirds and fourth ones are even better | |
Everytime I do it just a little bit longer | |
Everytime I dream, | |
It' s just a little bit stronger than real life | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you can reach out and feel, now! | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere |
zuò cí : Steinman | |
Good girls go to heaven | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the wind is howling through your window pane | |
It' s not the only pain of the night | |
You' re burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love | |
And there' s not an antibody in sight | |
Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying? | |
There' s a beauty of a moon in the sky | |
But I guess when you' ve been leading such a sheltered life | |
You never lift your head and look so high | |
You don' t have a lot, but it' s all that you' ve got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you can reach out and feel now | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark | |
And you' re desperate now for somewhere to turn | |
Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge | |
And every limb has been erotically burned | |
Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking? | |
When a boy should do whatever he can | |
You' ve been nothing but an angel every day of your life | |
And now you wonder what it' s like to be damned | |
You don' t have a lot, but it' s all that you' ve got | |
And you can turn it into more than it seems | |
Just give it a shot, | |
Fantasize every movement | |
And imagine every inch of your dream | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you' ve been wanting to feel now | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good boys go to heaven, | |
But the bad boys go everywhere | |
Every time I try and dream you, | |
I can' t believe how hard it' s been to | |
Conjure up your face | |
And trace your body in the air | |
All the seconds go on forever, | |
But the thirds and fourth ones are even better | |
Everytime I do it just a little bit longer | |
Everytime I dream, | |
It' s just a little bit stronger than real life | |
No one said it had to be real | |
But it' s gotta be something you can reach out and feel, now! | |
It ain' t right, it ain' t fair | |
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air | |
And the good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere | |
Somebody told me so, | |
Somebody told me now I know | |
Every night in my prayer, | |
I' ll be praying that the | |
Good girls go to heaven, | |
But the bad girls go everywhere |