Song | Old Boyfriends |
Artist | Tom Waits |
Album | One from the Heart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Crystal Gayle | |
Old boyfriends | |
Lost in the pocket of your overcoat | |
Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris wheel | |
Old boyfriends | |
You remember the kinds of cars they drove | |
Parking in an orange grove | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Remember when you were burning for them | |
Why do you keep turning them into | |
Old boyfriends | |
They look you up when they're in town | |
To see if they can still burn you down | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Turn up every time it rains | |
Fall out of the pages in a magazine | |
Old boyfriends | |
Girls fill up the bars every spring | |
Dark places for remembering | |
Old boyfriends | |
All my old boyfriends | |
Old boyfriends |
zuo ci : Crystal Gayle | |
Old boyfriends | |
Lost in the pocket of your overcoat | |
Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris wheel | |
Old boyfriends | |
You remember the kinds of cars they drove | |
Parking in an orange grove | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin' s | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Remember when you were burning for them | |
Why do you keep turning them into | |
Old boyfriends | |
They look you up when they' re in town | |
To see if they can still burn you down | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin' s | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Turn up every time it rains | |
Fall out of the pages in a magazine | |
Old boyfriends | |
Girls fill up the bars every spring | |
Dark places for remembering | |
Old boyfriends | |
All my old boyfriends | |
Old boyfriends |
zuò cí : Crystal Gayle | |
Old boyfriends | |
Lost in the pocket of your overcoat | |
Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris wheel | |
Old boyfriends | |
You remember the kinds of cars they drove | |
Parking in an orange grove | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin' s | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Remember when you were burning for them | |
Why do you keep turning them into | |
Old boyfriends | |
They look you up when they' re in town | |
To see if they can still burn you down | |
He fell in love, you see | |
With someone that I used to be | |
Though I very seldom think of him | |
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin' s | |
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream | |
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else | |
Now they talk in their sleep in a drawer where I keep all my | |
Old boyfriends | |
Turn up every time it rains | |
Fall out of the pages in a magazine | |
Old boyfriends | |
Girls fill up the bars every spring | |
Dark places for remembering | |
Old boyfriends | |
All my old boyfriends | |
Old boyfriends |