Song | Chaser for the Blues |
Artist | Lee Aaron |
Album | Slick Chick |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Aaron, Everall, Milliken | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar... | |
I sip an' wonder.. where you are... | |
Are you.. alone.. tonight.. | |
Or is someone.. adoring you... | |
Another cocktail's.. comin' my way | |
I wish tomorrow, would come.. some other day... | |
But tonight... just to get through... | |
Ta start me, thinkin' 'bout forgettin' you... | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Sweet cigarillos, and cheap perfume... | |
Fill up this otherwise, half-empty room | |
In a gin and vermouth haze.. | |
I find myself slippin' away.. | |
Haunted by the memories.... | |
The tenderness, of your kiss | |
Is the one thing that I, I really miss | |
And the last thing... that I wanna do... | |
Is to be here, thinkin' 'bout forgettin' you | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Mama said it was my daddy's crutch | |
But sometimes a bourbon, can be virtuous... | |
And this ain't the first time, I know he'd understand | |
It won't be the last time, I wash away a man.... | |
I sit alone here, with my new friend | |
Ah he don't talk much, but 'e listens on and... | |
And people carry... on, lovers dance to my sad song | |
And I am just invisible.... | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar.. | |
I sit here knowin', that wherever you are... | |
Your heart... is shiny an' new... | |
While my heart.. is still, the eternal ingénue.... | |
Hey buddy.., give me a chaser for.. the blues...... | |
A chaser for the blues...... | |
ha-hi-ha-ho.. | |
So I can leave this smoky room... | |
Forgettin' to think... | |
About | |
You......... |
zuo qu : Aaron, Everall, Milliken | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar... | |
I sip an' wonder.. where you are... | |
Are you.. alone.. tonight.. | |
Or is someone.. adoring you... | |
Another cocktail' s.. comin' my way | |
I wish tomorrow, would come.. some other day... | |
But tonight... just to get through... | |
Ta start me, thinkin' ' bout forgettin' you... | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Sweet cigarillos, and cheap perfume... | |
Fill up this otherwise, halfempty room | |
In a gin and vermouth haze.. | |
I find myself slippin' away.. | |
Haunted by the memories.... | |
The tenderness, of your kiss | |
Is the one thing that I, I really miss | |
And the last thing... that I wanna do... | |
Is to be here, thinkin' ' bout forgettin' you | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Mama said it was my daddy' s crutch | |
But sometimes a bourbon, can be virtuous... | |
And this ain' t the first time, I know he' d understand | |
It won' t be the last time, I wash away a man.... | |
I sit alone here, with my new friend | |
Ah he don' t talk much, but ' e listens on and... | |
And people carry... on, lovers dance to my sad song | |
And I am just invisible.... | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar.. | |
I sit here knowin', that wherever you are... | |
Your heart... is shiny an' new... | |
While my heart.. is still, the eternal inge nue.... | |
Hey buddy.., give me a chaser for.. the blues...... | |
A chaser for the blues...... | |
hahihaho.. | |
So I can leave this smoky room... | |
Forgettin' to think... | |
About | |
You......... |
zuò qǔ : Aaron, Everall, Milliken | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar... | |
I sip an' wonder.. where you are... | |
Are you.. alone.. tonight.. | |
Or is someone.. adoring you... | |
Another cocktail' s.. comin' my way | |
I wish tomorrow, would come.. some other day... | |
But tonight... just to get through... | |
Ta start me, thinkin' ' bout forgettin' you... | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Sweet cigarillos, and cheap perfume... | |
Fill up this otherwise, halfempty room | |
In a gin and vermouth haze.. | |
I find myself slippin' away.. | |
Haunted by the memories.... | |
The tenderness, of your kiss | |
Is the one thing that I, I really miss | |
And the last thing... that I wanna do... | |
Is to be here, thinkin' ' bout forgettin' you | |
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues...... | |
Mama said it was my daddy' s crutch | |
But sometimes a bourbon, can be virtuous... | |
And this ain' t the first time, I know he' d understand | |
It won' t be the last time, I wash away a man.... | |
I sit alone here, with my new friend | |
Ah he don' t talk much, but ' e listens on and... | |
And people carry... on, lovers dance to my sad song | |
And I am just invisible.... | |
Dry martini.. on the wetbar.. | |
I sit here knowin', that wherever you are... | |
Your heart... is shiny an' new... | |
While my heart.. is still, the eternal ingé nue.... | |
Hey buddy.., give me a chaser for.. the blues...... | |
A chaser for the blues...... | |
hahihaho.. | |
So I can leave this smoky room... | |
Forgettin' to think... | |
About | |
You......... |