Song | We Don't Mind |
Artist | Hayden |
Album | Everything I Long For |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Desser | |
it was a tuesday morn in November | |
i slept at your house the night before | |
we couldn't wait to get up to go for | |
a big breakfast in an old fashioned diner | |
a full meal six coffee refills later | |
we both have to be at work in an hour | |
let's call in sick i suggest to her | |
i'll call your boss and tell her that you're under | |
the weather, you'll call mine, you will tell her | |
that i'm very sick and that | |
you're my mother | |
so we walk down the street | |
looking for a phone booth we | |
rehearse what we're going to say | |
so that we can have this day | |
away... | |
we find a phone booth with room for two | |
i call your boss and i don't speak the truth | |
they're pretty mad about you but they'll get through | |
you call my work in my mother's voice | |
they believe you | |
and it starts to rain outside | |
in our phone booth we hide | |
it doesn't let up until 5 | |
squished together we don't mind | |
we don't mind... |
zuo ci : Desser | |
it was a tuesday morn in November | |
i slept at your house the night before | |
we couldn' t wait to get up to go for | |
a big breakfast in an old fashioned diner | |
a full meal six coffee refills later | |
we both have to be at work in an hour | |
let' s call in sick i suggest to her | |
i' ll call your boss and tell her that you' re under | |
the weather, you' ll call mine, you will tell her | |
that i' m very sick and that | |
you' re my mother | |
so we walk down the street | |
looking for a phone booth we | |
rehearse what we' re going to say | |
so that we can have this day | |
away... | |
we find a phone booth with room for two | |
i call your boss and i don' t speak the truth | |
they' re pretty mad about you but they' ll get through | |
you call my work in my mother' s voice | |
they believe you | |
and it starts to rain outside | |
in our phone booth we hide | |
it doesn' t let up until 5 | |
squished together we don' t mind | |
we don' t mind... |
zuò cí : Desser | |
it was a tuesday morn in November | |
i slept at your house the night before | |
we couldn' t wait to get up to go for | |
a big breakfast in an old fashioned diner | |
a full meal six coffee refills later | |
we both have to be at work in an hour | |
let' s call in sick i suggest to her | |
i' ll call your boss and tell her that you' re under | |
the weather, you' ll call mine, you will tell her | |
that i' m very sick and that | |
you' re my mother | |
so we walk down the street | |
looking for a phone booth we | |
rehearse what we' re going to say | |
so that we can have this day | |
away... | |
we find a phone booth with room for two | |
i call your boss and i don' t speak the truth | |
they' re pretty mad about you but they' ll get through | |
you call my work in my mother' s voice | |
they believe you | |
and it starts to rain outside | |
in our phone booth we hide | |
it doesn' t let up until 5 | |
squished together we don' t mind | |
we don' t mind... |