Song | Naked Man |
Artist | Randy Newman |
Album | Good Old Boys |
作词 : Newman | |
Old lady lost in the city | |
In the middle of a cold, cold night | |
It was fourteen below and the wind start to blow | |
There wasn't a boy scout in sight | |
Pull down the shades cause he's comin' | |
Turn out the lights cause he's here | |
Runnin' hard down the street | |
Through the snow and the sleet | |
On the coldest night of the year | |
Chorus | |
Beware, beware, beware of the naked man | |
Old lady head up toward broad street | |
Shufflin' uptown against the wind | |
She had started to cry-wiped a tear from her eye | |
And looked back to see where she had been | |
Old lady stand on the corner | |
With a purse in her hand | |
She does not know but in a minute or so | |
She will be robbed by a naked man | |
Chorus | |
Old lady lean against a lamppost | |
Starin' down at the ground on which she stand | |
She look up and scream | |
For the lamplight's beam | |
There stood the famous naked man | |
He say, "they found out about my sister | |
And kicked me out of the navy, | |
They would have strung me up if they could. | |
I tried to explain that we were both of us lazy | |
And were doing the best we could." | |
He faked to the left and he faked to the right | |
And he snatched the purse fromere hand | |
"someone stop me," he cried, | |
As he faded from sight, | |
"won't nobody help a naked man?" | |
"won't nobody help a naked man?" | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Newman | |
Old lady lost in the city | |
In the middle of a cold, cold night | |
It was fourteen below and the wind start to blow | |
There wasn' t a boy scout in sight | |
Pull down the shades cause he' s comin' | |
Turn out the lights cause he' s here | |
Runnin' hard down the street | |
Through the snow and the sleet | |
On the coldest night of the year | |
Chorus | |
Beware, beware, beware of the naked man | |
Old lady head up toward broad street | |
Shufflin' uptown against the wind | |
She had started to crywiped a tear from her eye | |
And looked back to see where she had been | |
Old lady stand on the corner | |
With a purse in her hand | |
She does not know but in a minute or so | |
She will be robbed by a naked man | |
Chorus | |
Old lady lean against a lamppost | |
Starin' down at the ground on which she stand | |
She look up and scream | |
For the lamplight' s beam | |
There stood the famous naked man | |
He say, " they found out about my sister | |
And kicked me out of the navy, | |
They would have strung me up if they could. | |
I tried to explain that we were both of us lazy | |
And were doing the best we could." | |
He faked to the left and he faked to the right | |
And he snatched the purse fromere hand | |
" someone stop me," he cried, | |
As he faded from sight, | |
" won' t nobody help a naked man?" | |
" won' t nobody help a naked man?" | |
Chorus |