歌词
歌曲名 Song For Whoever(Album Version)
歌手名 The Beautiful South
作词:Paul Heaton/Dave Rotheray
作曲:Paul Heaton/Dave Rotheray
I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
I love you in the songs I write and sing
Love you because you put me in my rightful place
And I love the prs cheques that you bring
Cheap never cheap
I'll sing you songs till you're asleep
When you've gone upstairs I creep
And write it all down
Oh Shirley oh Deborah oh Julie oh Jane
I wrote so many songs about you
I forget your name
I forget your name
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
I forget your name
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
I forget your name
I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
I love the way you never ask me why
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry
Deep so deep the number one I hope to reap
Depends upon the tears you weep so cry lovey cry cry cry cry
Oh Cathy oh Alison oh Phillipa oh sue
You made me so much money I wrote this song for you
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
Oh Cathy oh Alison oh Phillipa oh sue
You made me so much money I wrote this song for you
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer Alison Phillipa sue Deborah Annabel too
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
I wrote this song for you
So let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
So let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
So let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
So let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
So let me talk about Mary a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
Late at night by the typewriter light
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
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