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  • 作词 : Stewart, Wood
    作曲 : Rod Stewart & Ron Wood
    Lyrics:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood Music:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood
    Ie got two and more to show
    I was dreaming of a mobile
    that couldn be mine not without lyin?
    Was I feeling kind a silly
    when I stepped in soakin?beer down the cola machine
    Oh, stayin?seventeen
    Well she claimed she was a killer
    and she owned a flood lit villa
    a little aways from the main highway
    Oh take me way down yonder
    She was tall, thin and tarty
    and she drove a Maserati
    faster than sound
    I was heaven bound
    Although I must have looked a creep
    in my army surplus jeep
    Was I being too bold
    before the night could get old
    No, no, no, no
    She proved me so wrong
    Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits
    in front of your eyes, just to get you tied
    Ah but not my little Bella ause I did not have to tell her
    I rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired
    She took me way, way, away down yonder
    till I was gone with the morning sun on my back
    Gotta get on back there soon as I can
    Take me there
    And I miss the girl so bad
    She broke my heart
    Gotta get on back there soon as I can
    I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad
    I was a lot better off
  • 作词 : Stewart, Wood
    作曲 : Rod Stewart & Ron Wood
    Lyrics:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood Music:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood
    Ie got two and more to show
    I was dreaming of a mobile
    that couldn be mine not without lyin?
    Was I feeling kind a silly
    when I stepped in soakin?beer down the cola machine
    Oh, stayin?seventeen
    Well she claimed she was a killer
    and she owned a flood lit villa
    a little aways from the main highway
    Oh take me way down yonder
    She was tall, thin and tarty
    and she drove a Maserati
    faster than sound
    I was heaven bound
    Although I must have looked a creep
    in my army surplus jeep
    Was I being too bold
    before the night could get old
    No, no, no, no
    She proved me so wrong
    Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits
    in front of your eyes, just to get you tied
    Ah but not my little Bella ause I did not have to tell her
    I rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired
    She took me way, way, away down yonder
    till I was gone with the morning sun on my back
    Gotta get on back there soon as I can
    Take me there
    And I miss the girl so bad
    She broke my heart
    Gotta get on back there soon as I can
    I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad
    I was a lot better off