| 作词 : Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Tonight's alive | |
| The beachball is set to fly | |
| Those well-tequilla'd guys | |
| who smile at strangers. | |
| a tes souhaits | |
| a tes amours cheri | |
| You give a little sneeze and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You're dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who we might meet? | |
| You're too fine. | |
| The little weekend's here. | |
| Thursday has an ear. | |
| Her coffee-clash career, she talks to strangers. | |
| And kissing by the sea. | |
| Particular to me. | |
| 'ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba. | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You're dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who, you and me | |
| You're too fine. | |
| We flash the seaside sky | |
| with starfish butterflies | |
| to cast a spell and | |
| welcome locals | |
| weekenders and strangers. | |
| You're too fine. | |
| You're too fine. | |
| You're too fine. |
| zuo ci : Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Tonight' s alive | |
| The beachball is set to fly | |
| Those welltequilla' d guys | |
| who smile at strangers. | |
| a tes souhaits | |
| a tes amours cheri | |
| You give a little sneeze and dance the rhurhurhurhurhumba | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You' re dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who we might meet? | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| The little weekend' s here. | |
| Thursday has an ear. | |
| Her coffeeclash career, she talks to strangers. | |
| And kissing by the sea. | |
| Particular to me. | |
| ' ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhurhurhurhurhumba. | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You' re dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who, you and me | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| We flash the seaside sky | |
| with starfish butterflies | |
| to cast a spell and | |
| welcome locals | |
| weekenders and strangers. | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| You' re too fine. |
| zuò cí : Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| Tonight' s alive | |
| The beachball is set to fly | |
| Those welltequilla' d guys | |
| who smile at strangers. | |
| a tes souhaits | |
| a tes amours cheri | |
| You give a little sneeze and dance the rhurhurhurhurhumba | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You' re dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who we might meet? | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| The little weekend' s here. | |
| Thursday has an ear. | |
| Her coffeeclash career, she talks to strangers. | |
| And kissing by the sea. | |
| Particular to me. | |
| ' ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhurhurhurhurhumba. | |
| This life is sweet. | |
| You' re dancin' in the street. | |
| Who knows who, you and me | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| We flash the seaside sky | |
| with starfish butterflies | |
| to cast a spell and | |
| welcome locals | |
| weekenders and strangers. | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| You' re too fine. | |
| You' re too fine. |
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