Song | Honeymooners |
Artist | City Boy |
Album | Young Men Gone West |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mason, Slamer | |
Mason-Slamer | |
Honeymooners, she was a dying breed | |
Honeymooners, I married a female lead. | |
Palm court crooners Here more to her taste, | |
But I was a three time loser with an ordinary face. | |
Honeymooners, should have heard my mother's tales | |
When over dinner she insisted I eat snails | |
Honeymooners, when I caught the waiter's eye | |
Was then I noticed he was smiling at my wife. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, I was hand | |
and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
all through my pained expression | |
Honeymooners, she was after making fours | |
And the ski-instructor was caught between floors | |
I saw him thank her as she offered him a hand I | |
So how was he to know that she was into nylon pants. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven. | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove. | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
All through my pained expression. | |
Honeymooners I guess it's time to pack my bags, | |
Goodbye Hawaii, au revoir to all that, | |
Hello mother, please forgive what I did | |
But I'm off to find another wife who's into playing bridge. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove, | |
She wanted a honeymooner, | |
but I was a "come to sooner | |
. | |
But |
zuo qu : Mason, Slamer | |
MasonSlamer | |
Honeymooners, she was a dying breed | |
Honeymooners, I married a female lead. | |
Palm court crooners Here more to her taste, | |
But I was a three time loser with an ordinary face. | |
Honeymooners, should have heard my mother' s tales | |
When over dinner she insisted I eat snails | |
Honeymooners, when I caught the waiter' s eye | |
Was then I noticed he was smiling at my wife. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, I was hand | |
and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
all through my pained expression | |
Honeymooners, she was after making fours | |
And the skiinstructor was caught between floors | |
I saw him thank her as she offered him a hand I | |
So how was he to know that she was into nylon pants. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven. | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove. | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
All through my pained expression. | |
Honeymooners I guess it' s time to pack my bags, | |
Goodbye Hawaii, au revoir to all that, | |
Hello mother, please forgive what I did | |
But I' m off to find another wife who' s into playing bridge. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove, | |
She wanted a honeymooner, | |
but I was a " come to sooner | |
. | |
But |
zuò qǔ : Mason, Slamer | |
MasonSlamer | |
Honeymooners, she was a dying breed | |
Honeymooners, I married a female lead. | |
Palm court crooners Here more to her taste, | |
But I was a three time loser with an ordinary face. | |
Honeymooners, should have heard my mother' s tales | |
When over dinner she insisted I eat snails | |
Honeymooners, when I caught the waiter' s eye | |
Was then I noticed he was smiling at my wife. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, I was hand | |
and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
all through my pained expression | |
Honeymooners, she was after making fours | |
And the skiinstructor was caught between floors | |
I saw him thank her as she offered him a hand I | |
So how was he to know that she was into nylon pants. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove | |
The marriage was born in heaven | |
and we were in bed by seven. | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove. | |
The marriage went into recession, | |
All through my pained expression. | |
Honeymooners I guess it' s time to pack my bags, | |
Goodbye Hawaii, au revoir to all that, | |
Hello mother, please forgive what I did | |
But I' m off to find another wife who' s into playing bridge. | |
CHORUS | |
But oh my how we could love, | |
I was hand and she was glove, | |
She wanted a honeymooner, | |
but I was a " come to sooner | |
. | |
But |