| Song | Silver Heels |
| Artist | Fleetwood Mac |
| Album | Heroes Are Hard to Find |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Welch | |
| Lyrics:Bob Welch Music:Bob Welch | |
| She came in like a hurricane | |
| Wearing boots and diamond rings | |
| With a fox fur on her shoulder | |
| She set wondering | |
| And I could tell she was feeling abandoned | |
| Because she flashed a look across my way | |
| She said hop for a ride | |
| You'll never ask me but I'll tell you anyway | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, or get funky like Etta James | |
| I'd never change, I'd never change, I'd never change silver heeled ways | |
| She came in and her flags were flying | |
| She was a sailboat of sweet perfume | |
| And I could see that her eyes were smiling | |
| From across the room | |
| Well I couldn't think of conversation | |
| I was busy looking at her furs | |
| She said Hey, you'll never ask me | |
| So I guess I'll say the word | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I'd never change, I'd never change, No I'd never change silver heeled ways | |
| (silver, silver heels) that's what I mean | |
| (silver) whoo talking bout silver (silver heels) | |
| (silver) alright (silver heels) | |
| I'm talkin' bout silver (silver) silver heels (silver) | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I'd never change, No I'd never change her, I'd never change silver heeled ways | |
| (silver) Oooh silver heels | |
| (silver) talkin' bout silver heels | |
| (silver) silver heels | |
| (silver) that's what I mean... |
| zuo ci : Welch | |
| Lyrics: Bob Welch Music: Bob Welch | |
| She came in like a hurricane | |
| Wearing boots and diamond rings | |
| With a fox fur on her shoulder | |
| She set wondering | |
| And I could tell she was feeling abandoned | |
| Because she flashed a look across my way | |
| She said hop for a ride | |
| You' ll never ask me but I' ll tell you anyway | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, or get funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, I' d never change, I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| She came in and her flags were flying | |
| She was a sailboat of sweet perfume | |
| And I could see that her eyes were smiling | |
| From across the room | |
| Well I couldn' t think of conversation | |
| I was busy looking at her furs | |
| She said Hey, you' ll never ask me | |
| So I guess I' ll say the word | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, I' d never change, No I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| silver, silver heels that' s what I mean | |
| silver whoo talking bout silver silver heels | |
| silver alright silver heels | |
| I' m talkin' bout silver silver silver heels silver | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, No I' d never change her, I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| silver Oooh silver heels | |
| silver talkin' bout silver heels | |
| silver silver heels | |
| silver that' s what I mean... |
| zuò cí : Welch | |
| Lyrics: Bob Welch Music: Bob Welch | |
| She came in like a hurricane | |
| Wearing boots and diamond rings | |
| With a fox fur on her shoulder | |
| She set wondering | |
| And I could tell she was feeling abandoned | |
| Because she flashed a look across my way | |
| She said hop for a ride | |
| You' ll never ask me but I' ll tell you anyway | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, or get funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, I' d never change, I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| She came in and her flags were flying | |
| She was a sailboat of sweet perfume | |
| And I could see that her eyes were smiling | |
| From across the room | |
| Well I couldn' t think of conversation | |
| I was busy looking at her furs | |
| She said Hey, you' ll never ask me | |
| So I guess I' ll say the word | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, I' d never change, No I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| silver, silver heels that' s what I mean | |
| silver whoo talking bout silver silver heels | |
| silver alright silver heels | |
| I' m talkin' bout silver silver silver heels silver | |
| She took me out on the blackboard jungle | |
| Put me straight in a hurricane | |
| She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways | |
| If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James | |
| I' d never change, No I' d never change her, I' d never change silver heeled ways | |
| silver Oooh silver heels | |
| silver talkin' bout silver heels | |
| silver silver heels | |
| silver that' s what I mean... |