| Song | Dan, My Fling |
| Artist | Carly Simon |
| Album | Carly Simon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brackman, Gardner | |
| Written:Jacob Brackman/Fred Gardner | |
| I said that I felt jailed up | |
| As if our doors were nailed up | |
| I said I needed separate places, | |
| Parties, room to move around in. | |
| I said I needed my fling | |
| Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
| It took me months to calculate | |
| That I had nothing left without you- | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
| Now I've got to fall back on dreams | |
| I thought I'd try and write you | |
| I thought I'd try and phone you | |
| I thought I'd try to tell you | |
| That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
| But you'd just mile to please me | |
| You'd shake your head, you'd tease me - | |
| Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
| That we both required freedom | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I'd dream up schemes to meet you, | |
| I'd nonchalantly greet you, | |
| I'd ask you up for coffee | |
| Anytime you had an hour open. | |
| You say you like my hair long, | |
| You ask me if I've written any new songs, | |
| You'd laugh, you'd turn and cross the street | |
| And leave me dizzy with your laughter - | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I hear you're leaving this town, | |
| You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
| You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
| you'll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
| I lie alone in our old bed, | |
| Your laughter it's echoin' inside my head. | |
| I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
| It's like I haven't slept in years - | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Brackman, Gardner | |
| Written: Jacob Brackman Fred Gardner | |
| I said that I felt jailed up | |
| As if our doors were nailed up | |
| I said I needed separate places, | |
| Parties, room to move around in. | |
| I said I needed my fling | |
| Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
| It took me months to calculate | |
| That I had nothing left without you | |
| Chorus: | |
| Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
| Now I' ve got to fall back on dreams | |
| I thought I' d try and write you | |
| I thought I' d try and phone you | |
| I thought I' d try to tell you | |
| That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
| But you' d just mile to please me | |
| You' d shake your head, you' d tease me | |
| Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
| That we both required freedom | |
| Chorus | |
| I' d dream up schemes to meet you, | |
| I' d nonchalantly greet you, | |
| I' d ask you up for coffee | |
| Anytime you had an hour open. | |
| You say you like my hair long, | |
| You ask me if I' ve written any new songs, | |
| You' d laugh, you' d turn and cross the street | |
| And leave me dizzy with your laughter | |
| Chorus | |
| I hear you' re leaving this town, | |
| You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
| You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
| you' ll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
| I lie alone in our old bed, | |
| Your laughter it' s echoin' inside my head. | |
| I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
| It' s like I haven' t slept in years | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Brackman, Gardner | |
| Written: Jacob Brackman Fred Gardner | |
| I said that I felt jailed up | |
| As if our doors were nailed up | |
| I said I needed separate places, | |
| Parties, room to move around in. | |
| I said I needed my fling | |
| Had to get out and do some other thing. | |
| It took me months to calculate | |
| That I had nothing left without you | |
| Chorus: | |
| Dan, my fling is all flung out | |
| Now I' ve got to fall back on dreams | |
| I thought I' d try and write you | |
| I thought I' d try and phone you | |
| I thought I' d try to tell you | |
| That I smell your hair still on my pillow | |
| But you' d just mile to please me | |
| You' d shake your head, you' d tease me | |
| Remind me it was I who first claimed | |
| That we both required freedom | |
| Chorus | |
| I' d dream up schemes to meet you, | |
| I' d nonchalantly greet you, | |
| I' d ask you up for coffee | |
| Anytime you had an hour open. | |
| You say you like my hair long, | |
| You ask me if I' ve written any new songs, | |
| You' d laugh, you' d turn and cross the street | |
| And leave me dizzy with your laughter | |
| Chorus | |
| I hear you' re leaving this town, | |
| You and some girl gonna travel around, | |
| You bought a car with foldback seats, | |
| you' ll camp out by the lakes and forests. | |
| I lie alone in our old bed, | |
| Your laughter it' s echoin' inside my head. | |
| I close my eyes, I smell your hair | |
| It' s like I haven' t slept in years | |
| Chorus |