| Song | We Close Tonight |
| Artist | The Who |
| Album | Odds & Sods (Original recording remastered) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pete Townshend | |
| How can I explain how I feel | |
| I'm like a little kid running at her heel | |
| She's giving me looks like she thinks I'm a snappy dresser | |
| How can I tell what I should plan | |
| I've never kissed a girl or held her hand | |
| She's waiting for me to move, I've got to impress her | |
| I play guitar in a mainstream band | |
| I've got three red jackets and a Fender jazz | |
| I've got Charlie Parker's autograph | |
| The girl I moved with's turned up on grass | |
| She moved her seat next to mine | |
| But I'm just playing for time | |
| I ain't got the guts to let her see the real me | |
| My confidence eroded away | |
| Over hearing what children say | |
| So I'm trying to make myself seem more appealing | |
| I know your man is in to playing jazz bass | |
| I tried that myself but I need more space | |
| Like to soar and fly like the big Birdman | |
| When I met him last week he shook my hand | |
| Every lie I tell weaves another spell, another road that ends up blind | |
| The Bird that shook my hand was a wanted man, I think you knew that all the time | |
| I came so close to having you for me | |
| But I lost you in the fantasy | |
| I pretended to myself that you were mine already | |
| You waited but deep in your eyes | |
| You were watching me so wordly wise | |
| Then you changed the subject and talked about going steady | |
| I've got 200 records and a big hi-fi | |
| I sit and listen to Ella and Basie all night | |
| I played modern jazz of every variety | |
| You could come and listen but we close tonight |
| zuo qu : Pete Townshend | |
| How can I explain how I feel | |
| I' m like a little kid running at her heel | |
| She' s giving me looks like she thinks I' m a snappy dresser | |
| How can I tell what I should plan | |
| I' ve never kissed a girl or held her hand | |
| She' s waiting for me to move, I' ve got to impress her | |
| I play guitar in a mainstream band | |
| I' ve got three red jackets and a Fender jazz | |
| I' ve got Charlie Parker' s autograph | |
| The girl I moved with' s turned up on grass | |
| She moved her seat next to mine | |
| But I' m just playing for time | |
| I ain' t got the guts to let her see the real me | |
| My confidence eroded away | |
| Over hearing what children say | |
| So I' m trying to make myself seem more appealing | |
| I know your man is in to playing jazz bass | |
| I tried that myself but I need more space | |
| Like to soar and fly like the big Birdman | |
| When I met him last week he shook my hand | |
| Every lie I tell weaves another spell, another road that ends up blind | |
| The Bird that shook my hand was a wanted man, I think you knew that all the time | |
| I came so close to having you for me | |
| But I lost you in the fantasy | |
| I pretended to myself that you were mine already | |
| You waited but deep in your eyes | |
| You were watching me so wordly wise | |
| Then you changed the subject and talked about going steady | |
| I' ve got 200 records and a big hifi | |
| I sit and listen to Ella and Basie all night | |
| I played modern jazz of every variety | |
| You could come and listen but we close tonight |
| zuò qǔ : Pete Townshend | |
| How can I explain how I feel | |
| I' m like a little kid running at her heel | |
| She' s giving me looks like she thinks I' m a snappy dresser | |
| How can I tell what I should plan | |
| I' ve never kissed a girl or held her hand | |
| She' s waiting for me to move, I' ve got to impress her | |
| I play guitar in a mainstream band | |
| I' ve got three red jackets and a Fender jazz | |
| I' ve got Charlie Parker' s autograph | |
| The girl I moved with' s turned up on grass | |
| She moved her seat next to mine | |
| But I' m just playing for time | |
| I ain' t got the guts to let her see the real me | |
| My confidence eroded away | |
| Over hearing what children say | |
| So I' m trying to make myself seem more appealing | |
| I know your man is in to playing jazz bass | |
| I tried that myself but I need more space | |
| Like to soar and fly like the big Birdman | |
| When I met him last week he shook my hand | |
| Every lie I tell weaves another spell, another road that ends up blind | |
| The Bird that shook my hand was a wanted man, I think you knew that all the time | |
| I came so close to having you for me | |
| But I lost you in the fantasy | |
| I pretended to myself that you were mine already | |
| You waited but deep in your eyes | |
| You were watching me so wordly wise | |
| Then you changed the subject and talked about going steady | |
| I' ve got 200 records and a big hifi | |
| I sit and listen to Ella and Basie all night | |
| I played modern jazz of every variety | |
| You could come and listen but we close tonight |