| Song | Fine How'd Ya Do |
| Artist | Grant Lee Buffalo |
| Album | Jubilee |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Phillips | |
| Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
| With their gramophones and rifles | |
| And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
| Such a wild scene a 3-d picture bible story | |
| And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
| Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
| But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
| And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
| And that's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
| Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
| Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
| While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
| Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
| In the shops of barcelona | |
| There's a blankness that falls over his face | |
| As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
| Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
| In such a dire time well that's a fine | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| Ah ah | |
| Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
| That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
| Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
| 'neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
| No one thinks of them on valentines (do ya do) | |
| There's no chocolate box or cards to read | |
| And that's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That's a fine how |
| zuo ci : Phillips | |
| Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
| With their gramophones and rifles | |
| And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
| Such a wild scene a 3d picture bible story | |
| And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
| Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
| But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
| And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
| And that' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
| Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
| Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
| While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
| Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
| In the shops of barcelona | |
| There' s a blankness that falls over his face | |
| As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
| Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
| In such a dire time well that' s a fine | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| Ah ah | |
| Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
| That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
| Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
| ' neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
| No one thinks of them on valentines do ya do | |
| There' s no chocolate box or cards to read | |
| And that' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how |
| zuò cí : Phillips | |
| Now the troubadours are outside the court | |
| With their gramophones and rifles | |
| And an awful cloud is daring to pour | |
| Such a wild scene a 3d picture bible story | |
| And the floats of tinsel garland are downed | |
| Stalled for blocks on the parade route | |
| But the majorette still twirls in the rain | |
| And the marching band goes soaking wet | |
| And that' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| See the ladies in their queen union suits | |
| Shuffling gaily for the camera | |
| Doing high kicks in their felt button boots | |
| While the men puff their cigarettes from panama | |
| Like the baby dolls of bisque on display | |
| In the shops of barcelona | |
| There' s a blankness that falls over his face | |
| As the speaker makes his way up to the podium | |
| Could he be so blind to sip lemonade | |
| In such a dire time well that' s a fine | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| Ah ah | |
| Holding hostage in the opium dens | |
| That are tucked behind the alleyway | |
| Where the corridors of amsterdam bend | |
| ' neath the windows where the harlots pose like mannequins | |
| No one thinks of them on valentines do ya do | |
| There' s no chocolate box or cards to read | |
| And that' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how | |
| Do ya do do ya do | |
| That' s a fine how |