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mercoledì 12 giugno 2024
domenica 25 dicembre 2022
Christmas Morning
"Christmas Morning"
The girl at the grocery she's pretty and seems nice
But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice
She never answers when I ask her name
She only says I should have a great day
But hey what could she mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool she takes me for
Not anything more
I guess it's the season the time of the year
When people they're happy and full of good cheer
Well they'll wish you and kiss you and wish you again
And they'll tell you it's peace and good will to all men
But hey what could they mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool they take me for
Not anything more
We stood at the altar and you held my hand
And everyone watched as the preacher he asked
Will you take him and love him for bad and for good
You looked at me then you told him you would
But hey what did you mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool you take me for
Not anything more
Now each Christmas morning I sit in my chair
And I look up at the angels that float through the air
Some look down upon me, some come to my side
And they tell me that Jesus he said to say hi
But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice
She never answers when I ask her name
She only says I should have a great day
But hey what could she mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool she takes me for
Not anything more
I guess it's the season the time of the year
When people they're happy and full of good cheer
Well they'll wish you and kiss you and wish you again
And they'll tell you it's peace and good will to all men
But hey what could they mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool they take me for
Not anything more
We stood at the altar and you held my hand
And everyone watched as the preacher he asked
Will you take him and love him for bad and for good
You looked at me then you told him you would
But hey what did you mean by that
Perhaps I'm the fool you take me for
Not anything more
Now each Christmas morning I sit in my chair
And I look up at the angels that float through the air
Some look down upon me, some come to my side
And they tell me that Jesus he said to say hi
Etichette:
Canzoni,
Lyle Lovett,
Musica,
Natale,
Testi
domenica 11 luglio 2021
When you're singing tonight
Sonja (Lyle Lovett)
I've never been lucky
At picking up women
But this life that I live
Is not one that I choose
She was a waitress
With hair blond and curly
With a pretty black dress
And those Japanese shoes
At picking up women
But this life that I live
Is not one that I choose
She was a waitress
With hair blond and curly
With a pretty black dress
And those Japanese shoes
Man I need to impress her
'Cause I'd like to undress her
I need a song about Sonja
When I'm singing tonight
'Cause I'd like to undress her
I need a song about Sonja
When I'm singing tonight
She looked so pretty
As she poured my coffee
But she had her eye
On my freind at the bar
And I watched her watch him
And I watched her thinking
I wish her eye was on me
As she poured my coffee
But she had her eye
On my freind at the bar
And I watched her watch him
And I watched her thinking
I wish her eye was on me
Man I need to impress her
'Cause I'd like to undress her
I need a song about Sonja
When I'm singing tonight
'Cause I'd like to undress her
I need a song about Sonja
When I'm singing tonight
And if I could sing her
A tender love ballad
I'd hope that the audience might sing along
But I can't find the right way
To tell her my feelings
And still make the words rhyme with Sonja
A tender love ballad
I'd hope that the audience might sing along
But I can't find the right way
To tell her my feelings
And still make the words rhyme with Sonja
No I've never been lucky
At picking up women
But this life that I live
Is not one that I choose
She was a waitress
Now she's gone forever
And I'm stuck with this song
That I never will use
At picking up women
But this life that I live
Is not one that I choose
She was a waitress
Now she's gone forever
And I'm stuck with this song
That I never will use
Man you need to impress her
If you want to undress her
Sing a song about Sonja
When you're singing tonight
Sing a song about Sonja
When you're singing tonight
If you want to undress her
Sing a song about Sonja
When you're singing tonight
Sing a song about Sonja
When you're singing tonight
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