| Song | Good Year For The Roses |
| Artist | Elvis Costello & the Attractions |
| Album | The Best Of The First 10 Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : CHESTNUT, J. | |
| I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray | |
| Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while | |
| You packed | |
| Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn't drink | |
| But at least you thought you wanted it, that's so much more than I can say | |
| For me | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don't even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses | |
| After three full years of marriage, it's the first time that you haven't | |
| Made the bed | |
| I guess the reason were not talkin, there's so little left to say we | |
| Haven't said | |
| While a million thoughts go racin through my mind, I find I haven't said a word | |
| >from the bedroom the familiar sound of a babys cryin goes unheard | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don't even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses |
| zuo ci : CHESTNUT, J. | |
| I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray | |
| Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while | |
| You packed | |
| Or the lipprint on a halffilled cup of coffee that you poured and didn' t drink | |
| But at least you thought you wanted it, that' s so much more than I can say | |
| For me | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don' t even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses | |
| After three full years of marriage, it' s the first time that you haven' t | |
| Made the bed | |
| I guess the reason were not talkin, there' s so little left to say we | |
| Haven' t said | |
| While a million thoughts go racin through my mind, I find I haven' t said a word | |
| from the bedroom the familiar sound of a babys cryin goes unheard | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don' t even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses |
| zuò cí : CHESTNUT, J. | |
| I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray | |
| Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while | |
| You packed | |
| Or the lipprint on a halffilled cup of coffee that you poured and didn' t drink | |
| But at least you thought you wanted it, that' s so much more than I can say | |
| For me | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don' t even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses | |
| After three full years of marriage, it' s the first time that you haven' t | |
| Made the bed | |
| I guess the reason were not talkin, there' s so little left to say we | |
| Haven' t said | |
| While a million thoughts go racin through my mind, I find I haven' t said a word | |
| from the bedroom the familiar sound of a babys cryin goes unheard | |
| What a good year for the roses | |
| Many blooms still linger there | |
| The lawn could stand another mowin | |
| Funny I don' t even care | |
| As you turn to walk away | |
| As the door behind you closes | |
| The only thing I have to say | |
| Its been a good year for the roses |