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Soft Cell
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Bedsitter
作词:Marc Almond, David James Ball
Sunday morning going slow, I'm talking to the radio Clothes and records on the floor, the memories of the night before Out in club land having fun and now I'm hiding from the sun Waiting for a visitor though no one knows I'm here for sure
Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
I think it's time to cook a meal to fill the emptiness I feel Spend my money going out, I've nothing in I'm left without Clean my teeth and comb my hair and look for something new to wear And start the night life over again and kid myself I'm having fun
Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
I look out of my window view there's really nothing else to do Read a book maybe write a letter, mother, things are getting better 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Watch the mirror count the lines, the battle scars of all the good times Look around and I can see a thousand people just like me
Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
(Dancing, laughing) I'm waiting for something (Drinking) I'm only passing time And now I'm all alone in bedsit land, my only home
Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving
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