| Song | Jealous Heat |
| Artist | AlphaCub |
| Album | Night Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
| 作曲 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
| Wait by the side of the road | |
| I’ve been flying solo | |
| Stars that are bringing me home | |
| My minds gotta mind of its own | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
| She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
| I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
| It’s coming baby | |
| He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
| She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
| I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
| It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
| we can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
| And the pedestal they’re on | |
| Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
| A comet in the back of the sun | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
| She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
| I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
| It’s coming baby | |
| He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
| She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
| I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
| It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| He said ‘I’ll never fall in love again’ | |
| She said ‘I never wanna play pretend’ | |
| I say ‘it wasn’t me in my defence’ | |
| It’s coming baby | |
| He said ‘I’m waiting on a perfect ten’ | |
| She said ‘the you’ll be waiting till the end’ | |
| I say ‘I’m burning all the time I spend’ | |
| It’s coming down our faces it’s so sweet | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can’t beat the jealous heat | |
| The Jealous Heat |
| zuo ci : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| zuo qu : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| Wait by the side of the road | |
| I' ve been flying solo | |
| Stars that are bringing me home | |
| My minds gotta mind of its own | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| we can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
| And the pedestal they' re on | |
| Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
| A comet in the back of the sun | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| The Jealous Heat |
| zuò cí : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| zuò qǔ : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| Wait by the side of the road | |
| I' ve been flying solo | |
| Stars that are bringing me home | |
| My minds gotta mind of its own | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| we can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| Cease to the one, to the one, to the one you want | |
| And the pedestal they' re on | |
| Day after day, after day after, day by the time that you won | |
| A comet in the back of the sun | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| My skins radiating | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| May the dark days fall from a hot nights call | |
| And we wind up running down | |
| We can have it all and the blood we draw is the Red we paint this town | |
| So turn the radio up | |
| And of course start the dancing | |
| Carrying across | |
| The early days | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| He said ' I' ll never fall in love again' | |
| She said ' I never wanna play pretend' | |
| I say ' it wasn' t me in my defence' | |
| It' s coming baby | |
| He said ' I' m waiting on a perfect ten' | |
| She said ' the you' ll be waiting till the end' | |
| I say ' I' m burning all the time I spend' | |
| It' s coming down our faces it' s so sweet | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| We can' t beat the jealous heat | |
| The Jealous Heat |