All Dressed Up for San Francisco Lyrics

Song	All Dressed Up for San Francisco
Artist	The Philosopher Kings
Album	The Philosopher Kings
Download	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : Eaton, Levine, Levine
	She's got spider web hair
	And a skin like see through jelly
	With a, a porcelain stare
	That moves the walls of my belly
	But she used to have a Cherub's glow
	That lit a lamp gas nose
	Her eyes were full of hot wine
	And her body was a rose
	Now, she moved like a liquid
	Through the boys of Mason City
	Had every Gatling gun slinging soldier
	Every grease monkey, every Walter Mitty
	She finally settled on some corn husker
	With cotton seed teeth under a diamond smile
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	Now, her man used to work
	To make the corn belt grow
	While she would dream of a city
	With the soft heart, San Francisco
	Dream a quiet burrow
	For a husband, child and wife
	And poke another hole
	Into the heart of American life
	Now, San Francisco's no place
	For a Mason City couple
	You can get thrown into a turbine
	And get lost in the shuffle
	She keeps everything she owns
	In a Saratoga trunk that's going out of style
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	...

	zuo qu : Eaton, Levine, Levine
	She' s got spider web hair
	And a skin like see through jelly
	With a, a porcelain stare
	That moves the walls of my belly
	But she used to have a Cherub' s glow
	That lit a lamp gas nose
	Her eyes were full of hot wine
	And her body was a rose
	Now, she moved like a liquid
	Through the boys of Mason City
	Had every Gatling gun slinging soldier
	Every grease monkey, every Walter Mitty
	She finally settled on some corn husker
	With cotton seed teeth under a diamond smile
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	Now, her man used to work
	To make the corn belt grow
	While she would dream of a city
	With the soft heart, San Francisco
	Dream a quiet burrow
	For a husband, child and wife
	And poke another hole
	Into the heart of American life
	Now, San Francisco' s no place
	For a Mason City couple
	You can get thrown into a turbine
	And get lost in the shuffle
	She keeps everything she owns
	In a Saratoga trunk that' s going out of style
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	...

	zuò qǔ : Eaton, Levine, Levine
	She' s got spider web hair
	And a skin like see through jelly
	With a, a porcelain stare
	That moves the walls of my belly
	But she used to have a Cherub' s glow
	That lit a lamp gas nose
	Her eyes were full of hot wine
	And her body was a rose
	Now, she moved like a liquid
	Through the boys of Mason City
	Had every Gatling gun slinging soldier
	Every grease monkey, every Walter Mitty
	She finally settled on some corn husker
	With cotton seed teeth under a diamond smile
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	Now, her man used to work
	To make the corn belt grow
	While she would dream of a city
	With the soft heart, San Francisco
	Dream a quiet burrow
	For a husband, child and wife
	And poke another hole
	Into the heart of American life
	Now, San Francisco' s no place
	For a Mason City couple
	You can get thrown into a turbine
	And get lost in the shuffle
	She keeps everything she owns
	In a Saratoga trunk that' s going out of style
	Dressed up for San Francisco but
	Held up in Mason City for a while
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	No, no, no
	...

YouTube Results (More on YouTube)