Diamonds And Pearls Lyrics

Song	Diamonds And Pearls
Artist	The Holloways
Album	So This Is Great Britain?
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	作曲 : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ...
	Well, the clouds in the sky
	And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life
	In this land, where the sun is as shy
	As long forgotten manners of old

	I can't wait for a time
	When the summer sun is back up in the sky
	We can stay out at night
	Forget about the failing light

	I wanna walk in the park and smell the freshly cut grass
	(Please keep off the grass)
	As the summer breeze blows up your skirt, what more can I ask
	(I can see your arse)

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	While you work on your tan
	Traveling from Thailand to Milan
	We're in Morris the van
	From Bridlington to Camber Sands

	You go pick your own fruit and you eat till you end up ill
	(We've all had our fill)
	We share a tinny or two on top of the hill
	(Found my thrill at last)

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Well, the sand in your shoes and your sunburnt toes
	May trigger off your summertime blues
	Don't be daft, shrug 'em off
	'Cause we ain't got a moment to lose

	We better hit the arcades
	Spend an hour spending our loose change
	Give the ghost train a ride
	And kiss my future bride not Frankenstein's

	We get a lift down the beach with the boys all crammed in the back
	(Boys crammed in the back)
	There's barely enough room for the ball and a twenty-four pack
	(What more could I ask)

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls

	zuo qu : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ...
	Well, the clouds in the sky
	And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life
	In this land, where the sun is as shy
	As long forgotten manners of old

	I can' t wait for a time
	When the summer sun is back up in the sky
	We can stay out at night
	Forget about the failing light

	I wanna walk in the park and smell the freshly cut grass
	Please keep off the grass
	As the summer breeze blows up your skirt, what more can I ask
	I can see your arse

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	While you work on your tan
	Traveling from Thailand to Milan
	We' re in Morris the van
	From Bridlington to Camber Sands

	You go pick your own fruit and you eat till you end up ill
	We' ve all had our fill
	We share a tinny or two on top of the hill
	Found my thrill at last

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Well, the sand in your shoes and your sunburnt toes
	May trigger off your summertime blues
	Don' t be daft, shrug ' em off
	' Cause we ain' t got a moment to lose

	We better hit the arcades
	Spend an hour spending our loose change
	Give the ghost train a ride
	And kiss my future bride not Frankenstein' s

	We get a lift down the beach with the boys all crammed in the back
	Boys crammed in the back
	There' s barely enough room for the ball and a twentyfour pack
	What more could I ask

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls

	zuò qǔ : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ...
	Well, the clouds in the sky
	And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life
	In this land, where the sun is as shy
	As long forgotten manners of old

	I can' t wait for a time
	When the summer sun is back up in the sky
	We can stay out at night
	Forget about the failing light

	I wanna walk in the park and smell the freshly cut grass
	Please keep off the grass
	As the summer breeze blows up your skirt, what more can I ask
	I can see your arse

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	While you work on your tan
	Traveling from Thailand to Milan
	We' re in Morris the van
	From Bridlington to Camber Sands

	You go pick your own fruit and you eat till you end up ill
	We' ve all had our fill
	We share a tinny or two on top of the hill
	Found my thrill at last

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Well, the sand in your shoes and your sunburnt toes
	May trigger off your summertime blues
	Don' t be daft, shrug ' em off
	' Cause we ain' t got a moment to lose

	We better hit the arcades
	Spend an hour spending our loose change
	Give the ghost train a ride
	And kiss my future bride not Frankenstein' s

	We get a lift down the beach with the boys all crammed in the back
	Boys crammed in the back
	There' s barely enough room for the ball and a twentyfour pack
	What more could I ask

	At last I shed my winter clothes
	At last I' m over the moon, I' m under the sun
	At last I met a girl
	Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls

	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls
	Diamonds and pearls

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