Sunday Blues (2006 Remaster) - Johnnie Johnson and the Kentucky Headhunters.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Anthony Kenny/Fred Young/Greg Martin/Johnnie Johnson/Mark Orr/Richard Young
[00:00.295] 作曲 : Anthony Kenny/Fred Young/Greg Martin/Johnnie Johnson/Mark Orr/Richard Young
[00:00.590]Sunday Blues （2006Remastered Version）-Johnnie Johnson/Kentucky Headhunters
[00:17.433]Well she looks pretty bad
[00:20.197]Well she looks to lot better last night
[00:26.435]Here with pretty and her eyes didn't look such a fact
[00:33.832]And you luck to run
[00:36.626]For the things you done all right
[00:42.221]But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night
[00:51.436]Your eyes red
[00:53.371]That's calling you head
[00:55.485]And it's giving you
[00:59.209]And the girl in your bed
[01:01.301]What was it you said
[01:03.91]And what will you do
[01:07.239]And you like to run
[01:10.162]Come and things you done last night
[01:15.735]But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night
[01:22.818]Talk to me
[01:23.793]Talk to me
[02:30.692]You can blaming me on the boots
[02:33.646]Or blaming on the flashing lights
[02:39.909]Blame me on somebody else
[02:42.409]If it makes you feel right
[02:47.346]You can blame me on the blue
[02:50.222]I was smell feel the room alright
[02:55.706]But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night

文本歌词

作词 : Anthony Kenny/Fred Young/Greg Martin/Johnnie Johnson/Mark Orr/Richard Young
作曲 : Anthony Kenny/Fred Young/Greg Martin/Johnnie Johnson/Mark Orr/Richard Young
Sunday Blues （2006Remastered Version）-Johnnie Johnson/Kentucky Headhunters
Well she looks pretty bad
Well she looks to lot better last night
Here with pretty and her eyes didn't look such a fact
And you luck to run
For the things you done all right
But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night
Your eyes red
That's calling you head
And it's giving you
And the girl in your bed
What was it you said
And what will you do
And you like to run
Come and things you done last night
But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night
Talk to me
Talk to me
You can blaming me on the boots
Or blaming on the flashing lights
Blame me on somebody else
If it makes you feel right
You can blame me on the blue
I was smell feel the room alright
But the Sunday blues don't matter on Saturday night