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  • 作词 : Kelly Jones
    作曲 : Kelly Jones
    Every time that I see ya,
    A lightening bolt fills the room,
    The underbelly of Paris,
    She sings her favorite tune,
    She'll drink you under the table,
    She'll show you a trick or two,
    But every time that I left her,
    I missed the things she would do.
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    It was a cold September,
    Before the Indian summer,
    That's the thing I remember,
    Then she gave me her number,
    Went from station to station,
    On a train 'cross the nation
    And the rain of November,
    That's the time that we ended,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    Vodka with Coca Cola,
    ******* tucked in her shoes,
    Cigarettes over coffee,
    Her halo slipped to a noose,
    Take a slow boat to China,
    You fly a rag 'round the moon,
    She could take it or leave it,
    I knew it had to end soon.
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    It was a cold September,
    Before the Indian summer,
    That's the thing I remember,
    When she gave me her number,
    Went from station to station,
    On a train 'cross the nation,
    And the rain of November,
    That's the time that we ended,
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright, alright, alright, yeah
  • 作词 : Kelly Jones
    作曲 : Kelly Jones
    Every time that I see ya,
    A lightening bolt fills the room,
    The underbelly of Paris,
    She sings her favorite tune,
    She'll drink you under the table,
    She'll show you a trick or two,
    But every time that I left her,
    I missed the things she would do.
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    It was a cold September,
    Before the Indian summer,
    That's the thing I remember,
    Then she gave me her number,
    Went from station to station,
    On a train 'cross the nation
    And the rain of November,
    That's the time that we ended,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    Vodka with Coca Cola,
    ******* tucked in her shoes,
    Cigarettes over coffee,
    Her halo slipped to a noose,
    Take a slow boat to China,
    You fly a rag 'round the moon,
    She could take it or leave it,
    I knew it had to end soon.
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright.
    It was a cold September,
    Before the Indian summer,
    That's the thing I remember,
    When she gave me her number,
    Went from station to station,
    On a train 'cross the nation,
    And the rain of November,
    That's the time that we ended,
    She was the one - for me,
    She opened my eyes - to see,
    She was the one - for me,
    Well alright, alright, alright, yeah