| Song | Looking Out The Window With A Blue Hat On |
| Artist | E |
| Album | A Man Called E |
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| 作曲 : E | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog | |
| And then she goes out like a neurotic dog | |
| So now I'm sitting her thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| So she bought a little book | |
| And filled it up with names she never shook | |
| So I'm just one of them thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me a sky high cliff | |
| Just let me try | |
| To jump right off, maybe I'll fly | |
| Looking out the window with the blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog |
| zuo qu : E | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog | |
| And then she goes out like a neurotic dog | |
| So now I' m sitting her thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| So she bought a little book | |
| And filled it up with names she never shook | |
| So I' m just one of them thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me a sky high cliff | |
| Just let me try | |
| To jump right off, maybe I' ll fly | |
| Looking out the window with the blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog |
| zuò qǔ : E | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog | |
| And then she goes out like a neurotic dog | |
| So now I' m sitting her thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| So she bought a little book | |
| And filled it up with names she never shook | |
| So I' m just one of them thinking all day long | |
| Looking out the window with a blue hat on | |
| Find me a sky high cliff | |
| Just let me try | |
| To jump right off, maybe I' ll fly | |
| Looking out the window with the blue hat on | |
| Find me an open grave | |
| Just push me in | |
| Then let me up to live again | |
| Oh, she comes on like a fog |