作词 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN/STREET, STEVEN | |
I'm calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
Where the men and the women | |
Are acquainted quite well | |
And the drunkards keep on drinking | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
I'm disputing the bill | |
I will sleep in my clothes | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
'if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I'm calling you from the foyer | |
Of this awful hotel | |
Where the slime and the grime | |
Gel | |
And i cannot - or, i do not | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
And i'm envying you never having to choose | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
'if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I'm calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
It's not low-life, it's just people | |
Having a good time | |
And oh, my invalid friend | |
Oh, my invalid friend | |
In our different ways we are | |
The same |
zuo ci : MORRISSEY, STEVEN STREET, STEVEN | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
Where the men and the women | |
Are acquainted quite well | |
And the drunkards keep on drinking | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
I' m disputing the bill | |
I will sleep in my clothes | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
' if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of this awful hotel | |
Where the slime and the grime | |
Gel | |
And i cannot or, i do not | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
And i' m envying you never having to choose | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
' if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
It' s not lowlife, it' s just people | |
Having a good time | |
And oh, my invalid friend | |
Oh, my invalid friend | |
In our different ways we are | |
The same |
zuò cí : MORRISSEY, STEVEN STREET, STEVEN | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
Where the men and the women | |
Are acquainted quite well | |
And the drunkards keep on drinking | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
I' m disputing the bill | |
I will sleep in my clothes | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
' if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of this awful hotel | |
Where the slime and the grime | |
Gel | |
And i cannot or, i do not | |
And oh, my room is cold | |
And i' m envying you never having to choose | |
And you, my invalid friend | |
You slam the receiver when you say | |
' if i had your limbs for a day | |
I would steam away' | |
I' m calling you from the foyer | |
Of the sands hotel | |
It' s not lowlife, it' s just people | |
Having a good time | |
And oh, my invalid friend | |
Oh, my invalid friend | |
In our different ways we are | |
The same |