[00:00.00] 作曲 : Shel Silverstein
[00:00.00] 作词 : Silverstein
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[00:14.57]The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
[00:22.82]In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
[00:30.82]As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
[00:38.95]Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round
[00:48.69]At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
[00:56.32]Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
[01:06.63]So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
[01:14.44]Little nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair
[01:25.00]Her husband, he's off to work and the kids are off to school
[01:32.31]And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day
[01:40.56]She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
[01:48.56]Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way
[01:56.37]At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
[02:03.75]Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
[02:14.25]So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
[02:21.93]Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair
[02:36.06]The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
[02:43.87]On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
[02:58.12]And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand
[03:05.62]And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
[03:15.81]At the age of thirty-seven she knew she'd found forever
[03:23.50]As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair
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