| Song | Spanish Teeth |
| Artist | Robbers on High Street |
| Album | Tree City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Trokan | |
| Do you remember when it all began? | |
| Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
| Oh I got some plans for you | |
| Try to limit what you can do | |
| But I know that you will find | |
| Baby, way to get back at me | |
| Oh your S's squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
| Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
| So let the punishment fit the crime | |
| Now you're burning just to be alive | |
| Lit up like a mask with make-up | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| Try to reason but it does not show | |
| So if you love me would you let me know | |
| What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
| Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
| Burn up the witch's broom | |
| What else am I supposed to do? | |
| Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
| Since the darker days in these tunes | |
| Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart's boom boom | |
| Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
| Oh girl make me forget | |
| That I'm giving and you just get | |
| Lit up like a mask with make-up | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? |
| zuo qu : Trokan | |
| Do you remember when it all began? | |
| Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
| Oh I got some plans for you | |
| Try to limit what you can do | |
| But I know that you will find | |
| Baby, way to get back at me | |
| Oh your S' s squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
| Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
| So let the punishment fit the crime | |
| Now you' re burning just to be alive | |
| Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| Try to reason but it does not show | |
| So if you love me would you let me know | |
| What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
| Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
| Burn up the witch' s broom | |
| What else am I supposed to do? | |
| Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
| Since the darker days in these tunes | |
| Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart' s boom boom | |
| Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
| Oh girl make me forget | |
| That I' m giving and you just get | |
| Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? |
| zuò qǔ : Trokan | |
| Do you remember when it all began? | |
| Before the feet ever hit the sand? | |
| Oh I got some plans for you | |
| Try to limit what you can do | |
| But I know that you will find | |
| Baby, way to get back at me | |
| Oh your S' s squeak through your Spanish Teeth | |
| Chatter up my neck and down my spine | |
| So let the punishment fit the crime | |
| Now you' re burning just to be alive | |
| Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| Try to reason but it does not show | |
| So if you love me would you let me know | |
| What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home? | |
| Oh our dogs bark at the moon | |
| Burn up the witch' s broom | |
| What else am I supposed to do? | |
| Smoke cigarettes and brood? | |
| Since the darker days in these tunes | |
| Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart' s boom boom | |
| Chatter up my spine and down my neck | |
| Oh girl make me forget | |
| That I' m giving and you just get | |
| Lit up like a mask with makeup | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? | |
| How long could this go on? |