| 作词 : Mael, Mael | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when they play | |
| I dream of banker's daughters, better days | |
| Care to dance my lady | |
| Live near here? | |
| They certainly sound in fine form, do you care? | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall (all my strenght when big bands play) | |
| Follow me my lady to my home | |
| See my large collection, some on loan | |
| Of every big band record ever made | |
| I had to sell my heater, so don't shake | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshal all my strength when big bands blare | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I dream of banker's daughters, better days | |
| For I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I marshal all my strength when big bands play | |
| Knowing of their flare for filling empty stomachs, empty hearts, they're not so far apart, they're not so far apart | |
| And if you can't sleep late one night, | |
| It's not your coffee, it's the bunk | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall all my strength | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I frequent the dance halls most every night into the day | |
| I know the name of every trombone player that exists | |
| They don't know | |
| I used to blow before the | |
| Crash had hit our land | |
| Before the | |
| Crash I find it so much warmer in the ballroom than at home | |
| A common bond unites us so we're really not alone | |
| Sure we've got some problems, but tonight we won't admit it | |
| Take my hand my lady friend, we'll make it seem like we were there tonight |
| zuo ci : Mael, Mael | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when they play | |
| I dream of banker' s daughters, better days | |
| Care to dance my lady | |
| Live near here? | |
| They certainly sound in fine form, do you care? | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall all my strenght when big bands play | |
| Follow me my lady to my home | |
| See my large collection, some on loan | |
| Of every big band record ever made | |
| I had to sell my heater, so don' t shake | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshal all my strength when big bands blare | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I dream of banker' s daughters, better days | |
| For I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I marshal all my strength when big bands play | |
| Knowing of their flare for filling empty stomachs, empty hearts, they' re not so far apart, they' re not so far apart | |
| And if you can' t sleep late one night, | |
| It' s not your coffee, it' s the bunk | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall all my strength | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I frequent the dance halls most every night into the day | |
| I know the name of every trombone player that exists | |
| They don' t know | |
| I used to blow before the | |
| Crash had hit our land | |
| Before the | |
| Crash I find it so much warmer in the ballroom than at home | |
| A common bond unites us so we' re really not alone | |
| Sure we' ve got some problems, but tonight we won' t admit it | |
| Take my hand my lady friend, we' ll make it seem like we were there tonight |
| zuò cí : Mael, Mael | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when they play | |
| I dream of banker' s daughters, better days | |
| Care to dance my lady | |
| Live near here? | |
| They certainly sound in fine form, do you care? | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall all my strenght when big bands play | |
| Follow me my lady to my home | |
| See my large collection, some on loan | |
| Of every big band record ever made | |
| I had to sell my heater, so don' t shake | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshal all my strength when big bands blare | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I dream of banker' s daughters, better days | |
| For I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I marshal all my strength when big bands play | |
| Knowing of their flare for filling empty stomachs, empty hearts, they' re not so far apart, they' re not so far apart | |
| And if you can' t sleep late one night, | |
| It' s not your coffee, it' s the bunk | |
| I am quite partial | |
| Broke, spent, | |
| I still marshall all my strength | |
| I smile like | |
| Herbert Hoover when the big bands play | |
| I frequent the dance halls most every night into the day | |
| I know the name of every trombone player that exists | |
| They don' t know | |
| I used to blow before the | |
| Crash had hit our land | |
| Before the | |
| Crash I find it so much warmer in the ballroom than at home | |
| A common bond unites us so we' re really not alone | |
| Sure we' ve got some problems, but tonight we won' t admit it | |
| Take my hand my lady friend, we' ll make it seem like we were there tonight |
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