| Song | Motel Eyes |
| Artist | Rick Springfield |
| Album | Living in Oz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Springfield | |
| Her come on was direct and strong | |
| From her question to her kiss | |
| She said she'd had a little much to drink | |
| She didn't usually do this | |
| But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
| And she had me right between her sights | |
| I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
| Playing a favorite song | |
| And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
| But something was wrong | |
| I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
| It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There's no disguising motel eyes | |
| She had the angles all down pat | |
| Her average must be high | |
| And though it could have been a pleasure | |
| I just had to say goodbye | |
| Though there was something wicked | |
| 'bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
| She scared me with her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There's no disguising motel eyes | |
| She started saying something | |
| 'bout movement versus size | |
| The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There's no disguising motel eyes | |
| Black as the night | |
| Black as the night, motel eyes |
| zuo ci : Springfield | |
| Her come on was direct and strong | |
| From her question to her kiss | |
| She said she' d had a little much to drink | |
| She didn' t usually do this | |
| But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
| And she had me right between her sights | |
| I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
| Playing a favorite song | |
| And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
| But something was wrong | |
| I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
| It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| She had the angles all down pat | |
| Her average must be high | |
| And though it could have been a pleasure | |
| I just had to say goodbye | |
| Though there was something wicked | |
| ' bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
| She scared me with her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| She started saying something | |
| ' bout movement versus size | |
| The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| Black as the night | |
| Black as the night, motel eyes |
| zuò cí : Springfield | |
| Her come on was direct and strong | |
| From her question to her kiss | |
| She said she' d had a little much to drink | |
| She didn' t usually do this | |
| But she was looking for another head to scalp tonight | |
| And she had me right between her sights | |
| I turned to face her as the jukebox clicked off | |
| Playing a favorite song | |
| And she looked pretty in the low lit bar | |
| But something was wrong | |
| I saw a dull red neon sign flashing in her eyes | |
| It said " vacancy," she had motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| She had the angles all down pat | |
| Her average must be high | |
| And though it could have been a pleasure | |
| I just had to say goodbye | |
| Though there was something wicked | |
| ' bout the way she flexed her thighs | |
| She scared me with her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| She started saying something | |
| ' bout movement versus size | |
| The sign kept flashing in her motel eyes | |
| They were black as the night | |
| And shone like a star | |
| Fueled by the light | |
| From a medicine jar | |
| I looked again but there was nothing there | |
| But ice in her eyes | |
| There' s no disguising motel eyes | |
| Black as the night | |
| Black as the night, motel eyes |