| Song | The Evening's Young |
| Artist | Yello |
| Album | Claro Que Si |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boris Blank & Dieter Meier | |
| 作词 : Blank, Meier | |
| The evening's young | |
| The night began | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| I'm smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| Bottles on the shelf | |
| Evening's young | |
| The night began | |
| Barman brings another beer | |
| Could ask myself | |
| Why am i here | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| Smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I wait for me and my decision | |
| Between the bottles that's my face | |
| Tv shows a football game | |
| I leave the place but all the same | |
| If someone asked me "hey guy you | |
| Where do you go, what do you do?" | |
| I wouldn't know what i could say |
| zuo qu : Boris Blank Dieter Meier | |
| zuo ci : Blank, Meier | |
| The evening' s young | |
| The night began | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| I' m smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| Bottles on the shelf | |
| Evening' s young | |
| The night began | |
| Barman brings another beer | |
| Could ask myself | |
| Why am i here | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| Smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I wait for me and my decision | |
| Between the bottles that' s my face | |
| Tv shows a football game | |
| I leave the place but all the same | |
| If someone asked me " hey guy you | |
| Where do you go, what do you do?" | |
| I wouldn' t know what i could say |
| zuò qǔ : Boris Blank Dieter Meier | |
| zuò cí : Blank, Meier | |
| The evening' s young | |
| The night began | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| I' m smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| Bottles on the shelf | |
| Evening' s young | |
| The night began | |
| Barman brings another beer | |
| Could ask myself | |
| Why am i here | |
| Between the bottles in a mirror | |
| Smiling at myself | |
| Look in my eyes and start to count | |
| The bottles on the shelf | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I know i could at any time | |
| Get up the chair and leave this place | |
| I wait for me and my decision | |
| Between the bottles that' s my face | |
| Tv shows a football game | |
| I leave the place but all the same | |
| If someone asked me " hey guy you | |
| Where do you go, what do you do?" | |
| I wouldn' t know what i could say |