| Song | Lady Di and I |
| Artist | Joan Baez |
| Album | Live in Europe '83: Children of the Eighties |
| 作词 : Baez | |
| (Joan Baez) | |
| Wake me with kisses in the afternoon | |
| The butler knows any time you arrive is never too soon | |
| He knows just where you are by the sound of your car | |
| He'll be waiting there by the spiral stair | |
| You could drive me crazy with your unkempt hair | |
| You don't know what a comb is and frankly, I don't care | |
| 'Cause you're fast and you're wild and you make the butler smile | |
| By bringing me flowers like meteor showers | |
| Which reminds me of something that I've recently seen | |
| It was a look in the eye of Lady Di | |
| As she stood on the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century was in her long white veil | |
| Maybe she would rather have you than the Prince of Wales | |
| And all the jewels and the crown and all the villages and towns that line the sea of the monarchy | |
| And while I cut the roses, what about Lady Di? | |
| She's a child of the 80's just like you and like I | |
| Think of all of the things that she'll never do | |
| See a rock and roll show, get a heart-shaped tattoo | |
| Wear a t-shirt around in the middle of town | |
| Take a Harley ride as the sun goes down | |
| And think of all the music that I make with you | |
| Let's take a walk on the wild side, baby, I'm in love with you | |
| I will leave my Dior by the cabinet door | |
| And I'll leave my bouquet on the breakfast tray | |
| My parents are out, let's head north of the bay | |
| Maybe go for a sail just like the Prince of Wales | |
| Does he ever love her in the afternoon? | |
| Was the kiss that she gave him in public just a little too soon? | |
| And it's really a shame, she'll take half of the blame | |
| For the boys in the Maze and their numbered days | |
| Yes, there's a tear in the eye of Lady Di | |
| As she looks from the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century is probably a lie | |
| My heart goes out to you, Princess, lovely Lady Di | |
| For all that it seems, here I stand in my jeans | |
| For whatever it means, it is I who am queen |
| zuò cí : Baez | |
| Joan Baez | |
| Wake me with kisses in the afternoon | |
| The butler knows any time you arrive is never too soon | |
| He knows just where you are by the sound of your car | |
| He' ll be waiting there by the spiral stair | |
| You could drive me crazy with your unkempt hair | |
| You don' t know what a comb is and frankly, I don' t care | |
| ' Cause you' re fast and you' re wild and you make the butler smile | |
| By bringing me flowers like meteor showers | |
| Which reminds me of something that I' ve recently seen | |
| It was a look in the eye of Lady Di | |
| As she stood on the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century was in her long white veil | |
| Maybe she would rather have you than the Prince of Wales | |
| And all the jewels and the crown and all the villages and towns that line the sea of the monarchy | |
| And while I cut the roses, what about Lady Di? | |
| She' s a child of the 80' s just like you and like I | |
| Think of all of the things that she' ll never do | |
| See a rock and roll show, get a heartshaped tattoo | |
| Wear a tshirt around in the middle of town | |
| Take a Harley ride as the sun goes down | |
| And think of all the music that I make with you | |
| Let' s take a walk on the wild side, baby, I' m in love with you | |
| I will leave my Dior by the cabinet door | |
| And I' ll leave my bouquet on the breakfast tray | |
| My parents are out, let' s head north of the bay | |
| Maybe go for a sail just like the Prince of Wales | |
| Does he ever love her in the afternoon? | |
| Was the kiss that she gave him in public just a little too soon? | |
| And it' s really a shame, she' ll take half of the blame | |
| For the boys in the Maze and their numbered days | |
| Yes, there' s a tear in the eye of Lady Di | |
| As she looks from the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century is probably a lie | |
| My heart goes out to you, Princess, lovely Lady Di | |
| For all that it seems, here I stand in my jeans | |
| For whatever it means, it is I who am queen |