| Song | She Picked on Me |
| Artist | Roch Voisine |
| Album | I'll Always Be There |
| 作曲 : Beaulieu, Voisine | |
| Chorus: | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| It was'nt easy | |
| To pull me up | |
| And to bring me around | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She kicked me when I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| Cause it was plain to see | |
| Always in trouble | |
| My life was a circus | |
| And I was a clown | |
| I was making a life | |
| Out of singing the blues | |
| And I was learning to chose | |
| Which way to lose | |
| Sometimes I felt like I was ready to fly | |
| Taking off for the sky | |
| But didn't know how to try | |
| Somebody please turn on the lights | |
| Well that's what you did | |
| By shaking me left and right | |
| Chorus: | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| It was'nt easy | |
| To pull me up | |
| And to bring me around | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She kicked me when I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| Cause it was plain to see | |
| Always in trouble | |
| My life was a circus | |
| And I was a clown | |
| I was searching the fire | |
| But couldn't hold on to the truth | |
| Wanted to go up in style | |
| Holding on to my cowboy boots | |
| There was no way up | |
| And there was no way | |
| I was coming down | |
| Still I was going fot the final count | |
| I was going out first round | |
| Somebody please, please | |
| You gotta make me fight | |
| You were'nt easy to find | |
| But there was you, you, you, you | |
| Down the line | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Somebidy get on my side | |
| Cause it ain't easy to hide | |
| Somebody get over here | |
| Anytime, anywhere | |
| Stay Close and never go away | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuò qǔ : Beaulieu, Voisine | |
| Chorus: | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| It was' nt easy | |
| To pull me up | |
| And to bring me around | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She kicked me when I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| Cause it was plain to see | |
| Always in trouble | |
| My life was a circus | |
| And I was a clown | |
| I was making a life | |
| Out of singing the blues | |
| And I was learning to chose | |
| Which way to lose | |
| Sometimes I felt like I was ready to fly | |
| Taking off for the sky | |
| But didn' t know how to try | |
| Somebody please turn on the lights | |
| Well that' s what you did | |
| By shaking me left and right | |
| Chorus: | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| It was' nt easy | |
| To pull me up | |
| And to bring me around | |
| She picked on me | |
| When I was lonely | |
| She kicked me when I was down | |
| She picked on me | |
| Cause it was plain to see | |
| Always in trouble | |
| My life was a circus | |
| And I was a clown | |
| I was searching the fire | |
| But couldn' t hold on to the truth | |
| Wanted to go up in style | |
| Holding on to my cowboy boots | |
| There was no way up | |
| And there was no way | |
| I was coming down | |
| Still I was going fot the final count | |
| I was going out first round | |
| Somebody please, please | |
| You gotta make me fight | |
| You were' nt easy to find | |
| But there was you, you, you, you | |
| Down the line | |
| Chorus | |
| Somebidy get on my side | |
| Cause it ain' t easy to hide | |
| Somebody get over here | |
| Anytime, anywhere | |
| Stay Close and never go away | |
| Chorus |