| 作词 : Beethoven, Ely | |
| Hey operator, cancel the phone call | |
| I hear somebody knockin' at the door | |
| Lookie here it's Loretta | |
| And she never looked better | |
| Her arms full of groceries from the store! | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine! | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Racin is my trade, she works as a housemaid | |
| On weekends dont you know it's paradise | |
| Even tho we got no dough | |
| It don't bother Loretta though | |
| She turns them red hot mamas into ice! | |
| Chorus | |
| I want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clothesline | |
| Then we'll be livin like the rich folks do | |
| I'll pick up Chicago | |
| On my transistor radio | |
| Loretta she can stay in bed till noon! |
| zuo ci : Beethoven, Ely | |
| Hey operator, cancel the phone call | |
| I hear somebody knockin' at the door | |
| Lookie here it' s Loretta | |
| And she never looked better | |
| Her arms full of groceries from the store! | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine! | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Racin is my trade, she works as a housemaid | |
| On weekends dont you know it' s paradise | |
| Even tho we got no dough | |
| It don' t bother Loretta though | |
| She turns them red hot mamas into ice! | |
| Chorus | |
| I want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clothesline | |
| Then we' ll be livin like the rich folks do | |
| I' ll pick up Chicago | |
| On my transistor radio | |
| Loretta she can stay in bed till noon! |
| zuò cí : Beethoven, Ely | |
| Hey operator, cancel the phone call | |
| I hear somebody knockin' at the door | |
| Lookie here it' s Loretta | |
| And she never looked better | |
| Her arms full of groceries from the store! | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine | |
| My, my, my | |
| Aint she fine! | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Cool Rockin' Loretta | |
| Racin is my trade, she works as a housemaid | |
| On weekends dont you know it' s paradise | |
| Even tho we got no dough | |
| It don' t bother Loretta though | |
| She turns them red hot mamas into ice! | |
| Chorus | |
| I want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clothesline | |
| Then we' ll be livin like the rich folks do | |
| I' ll pick up Chicago | |
| On my transistor radio | |
| Loretta she can stay in bed till noon! |
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