Streets of Paradise Lyrics

	作曲 : Thompson
	Thompson
	The tears fall down like whisky
	The tears fall down like wine
	On an island made of cocaine
	In a sea of turpentine
	We all need some assistance
	But won't that day be fine
	When we're walking down the streets of Paradise
	Tar brush on the corner
	I've never seen him before
	He drank ten fingers of what they had
	Now his feet don't touch the floor
	He can't see me or this dirty old town
	He's got nothing to look for
	He's walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I'd trade my silver mansion
	With a guard on every door
	I'd trade my wealth and treasure
	And the sash my father wore
	I'd trade my little sister
	And my brother who went before
	To be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I asked you for a racehorse
	Now don't hand me no mule
	I asked you for a fast car
	Don't you take me for a fool
	Just hand me down my telescope
	And a bullet I can chew
	I'll be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise

	zuo qu : Thompson
	Thompson
	The tears fall down like whisky
	The tears fall down like wine
	On an island made of cocaine
	In a sea of turpentine
	We all need some assistance
	But won' t that day be fine
	When we' re walking down the streets of Paradise
	Tar brush on the corner
	I' ve never seen him before
	He drank ten fingers of what they had
	Now his feet don' t touch the floor
	He can' t see me or this dirty old town
	He' s got nothing to look for
	He' s walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I' d trade my silver mansion
	With a guard on every door
	I' d trade my wealth and treasure
	And the sash my father wore
	I' d trade my little sister
	And my brother who went before
	To be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I asked you for a racehorse
	Now don' t hand me no mule
	I asked you for a fast car
	Don' t you take me for a fool
	Just hand me down my telescope
	And a bullet I can chew
	I' ll be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise

	zuò qǔ : Thompson
	Thompson
	The tears fall down like whisky
	The tears fall down like wine
	On an island made of cocaine
	In a sea of turpentine
	We all need some assistance
	But won' t that day be fine
	When we' re walking down the streets of Paradise
	Tar brush on the corner
	I' ve never seen him before
	He drank ten fingers of what they had
	Now his feet don' t touch the floor
	He can' t see me or this dirty old town
	He' s got nothing to look for
	He' s walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I' d trade my silver mansion
	With a guard on every door
	I' d trade my wealth and treasure
	And the sash my father wore
	I' d trade my little sister
	And my brother who went before
	To be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	I asked you for a racehorse
	Now don' t hand me no mule
	I asked you for a fast car
	Don' t you take me for a fool
	Just hand me down my telescope
	And a bullet I can chew
	I' ll be walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise
	Walking down the streets of Paradise

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