| Song | Still Three Shy - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | The Pink Spiders |
| Album | Teenage Graffitti |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Friction | |
| The interstates and eighteen wheelers | |
| The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls | |
| I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all | |
| The odometer is hypnotizing | |
| The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles | |
| I wanna see the | |
| Nashville skyline | |
| If only for awhile | |
| Cause I heard about the party last night | |
| I heard that there were drugs and fist fights | |
| When all I see are miles of streetlights | |
| That's when | |
| I miss home | |
| So I try to forget but | |
| I die inside every time | |
| I miss it | |
| Cause you're still three shy | |
| Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone | |
| And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys | |
| And I will try to forget that | |
| I'm gone A thousand miles until the ocean | |
| Casinos sit a couple miles ahead | |
| The city's in the rearview mirroi, | |
| Tennessee's in bed | |
| Now I'm drinking at the | |
| Blackjack table | |
| A cigarette is hanging from my lips | |
| My head is spinning round in circles as | |
| I take a sip | |
| Cause I heard you split a cab home last night | |
| I hope you found your way home alright | |
| Cause underneath a sea of bright lights | |
| I feel alright here |
| zuo qu : Friction | |
| The interstates and eighteen wheelers | |
| The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls | |
| I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all | |
| The odometer is hypnotizing | |
| The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles | |
| I wanna see the | |
| Nashville skyline | |
| If only for awhile | |
| Cause I heard about the party last night | |
| I heard that there were drugs and fist fights | |
| When all I see are miles of streetlights | |
| That' s when | |
| I miss home | |
| So I try to forget but | |
| I die inside every time | |
| I miss it | |
| Cause you' re still three shy | |
| Don' t you forget it' s not a party when we' re gone | |
| And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one' s for the boys | |
| And I will try to forget that | |
| I' m gone A thousand miles until the ocean | |
| Casinos sit a couple miles ahead | |
| The city' s in the rearview mirroi, | |
| Tennessee' s in bed | |
| Now I' m drinking at the | |
| Blackjack table | |
| A cigarette is hanging from my lips | |
| My head is spinning round in circles as | |
| I take a sip | |
| Cause I heard you split a cab home last night | |
| I hope you found your way home alright | |
| Cause underneath a sea of bright lights | |
| I feel alright here |
| zuò qǔ : Friction | |
| The interstates and eighteen wheelers | |
| The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls | |
| I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all | |
| The odometer is hypnotizing | |
| The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles | |
| I wanna see the | |
| Nashville skyline | |
| If only for awhile | |
| Cause I heard about the party last night | |
| I heard that there were drugs and fist fights | |
| When all I see are miles of streetlights | |
| That' s when | |
| I miss home | |
| So I try to forget but | |
| I die inside every time | |
| I miss it | |
| Cause you' re still three shy | |
| Don' t you forget it' s not a party when we' re gone | |
| And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one' s for the boys | |
| And I will try to forget that | |
| I' m gone A thousand miles until the ocean | |
| Casinos sit a couple miles ahead | |
| The city' s in the rearview mirroi, | |
| Tennessee' s in bed | |
| Now I' m drinking at the | |
| Blackjack table | |
| A cigarette is hanging from my lips | |
| My head is spinning round in circles as | |
| I take a sip | |
| Cause I heard you split a cab home last night | |
| I hope you found your way home alright | |
| Cause underneath a sea of bright lights | |
| I feel alright here |