| Song | The Singer |
| Artist | Liza Minnelli |
| Album | 16 Biggest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Marks | |
| In a small cafe on a crowded night | |
| In a spot of light stands the singer | |
| Then the band begins | |
| And the beat is strong | |
| And the room belongs to the singer | |
| All the people turn to hear her sad refrain | |
| And catch the cry of pain that's in her song | |
| But in her haunted face | |
| And in her searching eyes | |
| There is a sign that something's wrong | |
| Now the eager crowd hangs on every word | |
| But the sounds are slurred by the singer | |
| Til' the people feel every aching part | |
| Of the broken heart of the singer | |
| Still the song goes | |
| On about a love she knew | |
| That seemed so sure, so true | |
| But turned out wrong | |
| And from the tears | |
| She shows nobody really knows | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| As the sad song ends | |
| She hits the final note | |
| It catches in her throat | |
| But comes out strong | |
| And as she bows and goes | |
| Nobody really knows | |
| Was she the singer or the song | |
| Was she the singer, or the song | |
| (2x): | |
| La-la-lah-la-lah | |
| La-la-lah-la-lah | |
| La-la-lah-la-lah | |
| La-la-la-la |
| zuo qu : Marks | |
| In a small cafe on a crowded night | |
| In a spot of light stands the singer | |
| Then the band begins | |
| And the beat is strong | |
| And the room belongs to the singer | |
| All the people turn to hear her sad refrain | |
| And catch the cry of pain that' s in her song | |
| But in her haunted face | |
| And in her searching eyes | |
| There is a sign that something' s wrong | |
| Now the eager crowd hangs on every word | |
| But the sounds are slurred by the singer | |
| Til' the people feel every aching part | |
| Of the broken heart of the singer | |
| Still the song goes | |
| On about a love she knew | |
| That seemed so sure, so true | |
| But turned out wrong | |
| And from the tears | |
| She shows nobody really knows | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| As the sad song ends | |
| She hits the final note | |
| It catches in her throat | |
| But comes out strong | |
| And as she bows and goes | |
| Nobody really knows | |
| Was she the singer or the song | |
| Was she the singer, or the song | |
| 2x: | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalala |
| zuò qǔ : Marks | |
| In a small cafe on a crowded night | |
| In a spot of light stands the singer | |
| Then the band begins | |
| And the beat is strong | |
| And the room belongs to the singer | |
| All the people turn to hear her sad refrain | |
| And catch the cry of pain that' s in her song | |
| But in her haunted face | |
| And in her searching eyes | |
| There is a sign that something' s wrong | |
| Now the eager crowd hangs on every word | |
| But the sounds are slurred by the singer | |
| Til' the people feel every aching part | |
| Of the broken heart of the singer | |
| Still the song goes | |
| On about a love she knew | |
| That seemed so sure, so true | |
| But turned out wrong | |
| And from the tears | |
| She shows nobody really knows | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| Is she the singer or the song | |
| As the sad song ends | |
| She hits the final note | |
| It catches in her throat | |
| But comes out strong | |
| And as she bows and goes | |
| Nobody really knows | |
| Was she the singer or the song | |
| Was she the singer, or the song | |
| 2x: | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalahlalah | |
| Lalalala |