Song | The Wedding Cake |
Artist | Connie Francis |
Album | Souvenirs (Box set) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : LEWIS, MARGARET/SMITH, MIRA | |
Don't be troubled 'bout me cause I'm tired | |
From workin' 'round the house | |
When day is done | |
Don't think you failed me cause you can't afford | |
That dishwasher to make my life more fun | |
You know, the measure of a man is | |
Much more than just the money he can make | |
And every woman knows a lot of joy and tears | |
Come with the wedding cake | |
The wedding cake is not all icing | |
And love and tender whispers in the dark | |
One slice is concern for all your dreams prayed | |
They won't come true and break your heart | |
Another slice is feedin' kids and wipin' noses | |
Cryin' when the doorbell rings and there are roses | |
Every woman knows a lot of give and take | |
Comes with the wedding cake | |
It's facin' shadows of the future | |
Prayin' they will fall away as we walk toward them | |
Searchin' for the sun | |
And it's long and anxious hours with the wolf at the door | |
Hugs and kisses when, at last, we see the dawn | |
So when the hands of time trace tellin' lines upon our face | |
And lace our hair with strands of gray | |
We laugh and say for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake (fade) |
zuo ci : LEWIS, MARGARET SMITH, MIRA | |
Don' t be troubled ' bout me cause I' m tired | |
From workin' ' round the house | |
When day is done | |
Don' t think you failed me cause you can' t afford | |
That dishwasher to make my life more fun | |
You know, the measure of a man is | |
Much more than just the money he can make | |
And every woman knows a lot of joy and tears | |
Come with the wedding cake | |
The wedding cake is not all icing | |
And love and tender whispers in the dark | |
One slice is concern for all your dreams prayed | |
They won' t come true and break your heart | |
Another slice is feedin' kids and wipin' noses | |
Cryin' when the doorbell rings and there are roses | |
Every woman knows a lot of give and take | |
Comes with the wedding cake | |
It' s facin' shadows of the future | |
Prayin' they will fall away as we walk toward them | |
Searchin' for the sun | |
And it' s long and anxious hours with the wolf at the door | |
Hugs and kisses when, at last, we see the dawn | |
So when the hands of time trace tellin' lines upon our face | |
And lace our hair with strands of gray | |
We laugh and say for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake fade |
zuò cí : LEWIS, MARGARET SMITH, MIRA | |
Don' t be troubled ' bout me cause I' m tired | |
From workin' ' round the house | |
When day is done | |
Don' t think you failed me cause you can' t afford | |
That dishwasher to make my life more fun | |
You know, the measure of a man is | |
Much more than just the money he can make | |
And every woman knows a lot of joy and tears | |
Come with the wedding cake | |
The wedding cake is not all icing | |
And love and tender whispers in the dark | |
One slice is concern for all your dreams prayed | |
They won' t come true and break your heart | |
Another slice is feedin' kids and wipin' noses | |
Cryin' when the doorbell rings and there are roses | |
Every woman knows a lot of give and take | |
Comes with the wedding cake | |
It' s facin' shadows of the future | |
Prayin' they will fall away as we walk toward them | |
Searchin' for the sun | |
And it' s long and anxious hours with the wolf at the door | |
Hugs and kisses when, at last, we see the dawn | |
So when the hands of time trace tellin' lines upon our face | |
And lace our hair with strands of gray | |
We laugh and say for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake | |
Yes, for all who will partake | |
It all comes with the wedding cake fade |