Just Like a Woman(Live at Sin-é, New York, NY - July/August 1993) - Jeff Buckley
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歌曲名:Just Like a Woman(Live at Sin-é, New York, NY - July/August 1993)
歌手:Jeff Buckley
所属专辑:Live At Sin-é (Legacy Edition)
发行时间:2001-07-03
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Just Like a Woman(Live at Sin-é, New York, NY - July/August 1993) - Jeff Buckley 文本歌词
No...
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman,
She makes love just like a woman,
And she aches just like a woman
Buy she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes,
She makes love just like a woman,
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that --
I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman,
She makes love just like a woman,
And she aches just like a woman
Buy she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes,
She makes love just like a woman,
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that --
I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
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