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Charlotte Martin
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Days Of The Week
作詞:Martin Charlotte Ann
It's Monday mornin' and the coffee's on the brill The sun's a warnin', sendin' signals to the moon I rise and fall in my accustomed rusted habits I can't believe myself and I can hardly stand it anymore
It's Tuesday mornin', I file my nails and wash my hair You're still sleepin' like I'm hardly even there The smell of tangerines are floatin' through the window I wonder if someday I'll turn into your widow or your maid
It's Wednesday mornin', I think you may have tried to cheat I smell the perfume on the inside of your sleeve I must admit I know I can be quite obsessive I get dramatic and I'm ready to confess it to the Lord 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
It's Thursday mornin', I could be pregnant, could be bored I want to love you, I want to be the staple sword We might be out of soap or real communication And all the tricks my little brain plays on my nerves they need to end
It's Friday mornin', thank god the weekend's almost here Let's get some breakfast and get far away from here So I can tell you that I am a secret agent Who's stationed in a small hotel in Southeast Asia
But that's a lie, you know I've never even been there I tend to get real bored with my own head And try to make you care
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