作词 : Isaac Brock
作曲 : Isaac Brock
He don't remember, how it got there
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
He entered the club scene
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and!
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
His clothes were shining, shining
[00:00.000] 作词 : Isaac Brock
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Isaac Brock
[00:33.239]He don't remember, how it got there
[00:37.069]It had a number, written on his forearm
[00:41.178]It spelled disaster
[00:43.396]
[01:33.210]He entered the club scene
[01:34.852]All hoping, all hoping for dancing
[01:36.751]He was looking, and looking stunning
[01:38.703]His clothes reflected light, all right
[01:40.601]She sat, she sat in the backseat
[01:42.820]The car was plush but had no heat
[01:44.719]And no not no one was blushing
[01:46.660]Their technique was so damn right
[01:48.079]All right, and!
[01:48.868]He read the note in the black light
[01:51.052]He thought he read minds and was not right
[01:52.730]That line still made him seem charming
[01:54.639]His clothes were shining, shining