Dry County

作词:Fred Schneider,Cindy Wilson,Kate Pierson,Keith Strickland

作曲:Fred Schneider,Cindy Wilson,Kate Pierson,Keith Strickland

所属专辑:Cosmic Thing

歌词

Dry County - The B 52 Is

作词:Bob Ludwig/Cindy Wilson/Ed Brooks/Fred Schneider/Kate Pierson/Keith Freedman/Keith Strickland/Keith Strickland/Keith Strickland/Nile Rodgers/Patrick Dillett/Paul Argelli/Philippe Saisse/Sara Lee/Sonny Emory/Tom Durack/Tom Durack/Cindy Wilson/Fred Schneider/Kate Pierson/Keith Strickland

作曲:Bob Ludwig/Cindy Wilson/Ed Brooks/Fred Schneider/Kate Pierson/Keith Freedman/Keith Strickland/Keith Strickland/Keith Strickland/Nile Rodgers/Patrick Dillett/Paul Argelli/Philippe Saisse/Sara Lee/Sonny Emory/Tom Durack/Tom Durack/Cindy Wilson/Fred Schneider/Kate Pierson/Keith Strickland

It's one of those lazy days

I've got nothing to do

Let the wind blow round my head

Let a cloud be my bed

When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head

Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door

When the blues kick you in the head

And you roll out of bed in the morning

Just sit on the porch and swing

Sit on the porch and swing

The heat of the day's got me in a haze

The heat of the day's got me in a haze

Those lazy days of summer are here

When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head

Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door

When the blues kick you in the head

And you roll out of bed in the morning

Just sit on the porch and swing

Sit on the porch and swing

It's so hot

It's so hot

It's so hot

It's so hot

It's so hot

Here comes the girl

Here comes the girl

Here comes the girl

Here comes the girl

Here comes the girl

Here comes the girl

Just let the breezes flow

Through your mind

I feel so fine

When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head

Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door

When the blues kick you in the head

And you roll out of bed in the morning

Just sit on the porch and swing

Sit on the porch and swing

Here come the girls

Up the road

What they want to do

They can't do

'Cause it's a dry county

Dry kicking stones

And laughing low

Nowhere to go

It's a dry

Dry

County

Such a dry

Dry

County

Dust devils blowing in your hair

But what do you care

When there's nowhere to go

Dry

Dry

County

Dry

Dry

County

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