Song | Slow night, so long |
Artist | Kings of Leon |
Album | Live At The O2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Followill, Followill ... | |
Slow night so long, she's frenching out the flavour, | |
She's 17 but I done went an plum forgot it | |
No tears are gone they're pooling on the table, | |
No tears are gone they're leaving their mark behind | |
So far so good she's absolutely wasted, | |
She's hanging up and changing her story around | |
I just don't know where leading ladies come from, | |
I just don't know where they can be found | |
She's opened up just like she really knows me, | |
I hate her face, but enjoy the company | |
I'll take you home, or back to Oklahoma, | |
You're not so nice, but sex sells so cheap | |
Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers, | |
Are you too good to tango with the poor boys |
zuo qu : Followill, Followill ... | |
Slow night so long, she' s frenching out the flavour, | |
She' s 17 but I done went an plum forgot it | |
No tears are gone they' re pooling on the table, | |
No tears are gone they' re leaving their mark behind | |
So far so good she' s absolutely wasted, | |
She' s hanging up and changing her story around | |
I just don' t know where leading ladies come from, | |
I just don' t know where they can be found | |
She' s opened up just like she really knows me, | |
I hate her face, but enjoy the company | |
I' ll take you home, or back to Oklahoma, | |
You' re not so nice, but sex sells so cheap | |
Rise and shine all you golddigging mothers, | |
Are you too good to tango with the poor boys |
zuò qǔ : Followill, Followill ... | |
Slow night so long, she' s frenching out the flavour, | |
She' s 17 but I done went an plum forgot it | |
No tears are gone they' re pooling on the table, | |
No tears are gone they' re leaving their mark behind | |
So far so good she' s absolutely wasted, | |
She' s hanging up and changing her story around | |
I just don' t know where leading ladies come from, | |
I just don' t know where they can be found | |
She' s opened up just like she really knows me, | |
I hate her face, but enjoy the company | |
I' ll take you home, or back to Oklahoma, | |
You' re not so nice, but sex sells so cheap | |
Rise and shine all you golddigging mothers, | |
Are you too good to tango with the poor boys |