| Song | Little Amsterdam - Live In Phoenix 12/11/07 |
| Artist | Tori Amos |
| Album | Legs and Boots: Phoenix, AZ - December 11, 2007 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Amos | |
| Little Amsterdam | |
| In a southern town | |
| Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
| Momma keep your head down | |
| Momma it wasn't my bullet | |
| Don't take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain(Ooo) | |
| Don't, don't, take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Which side your on | |
| HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na | |
| Momma got a shot, shit | |
| She loved a brown man | |
| Then she built a bridge in the | |
| Sheriff's bed | |
| She'd do anything to save her man | |
| You see her olives | |
| They are all cold pressed | |
| And her best friend is a | |
| Sun dressBut | |
| Momma, it wasn't my bullet | |
| No, oohDon't take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
| Don't don't take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na na | |
| Na na na na | |
| All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
| Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
| Got a goat and a phone, | |
| I said"Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go(Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe) | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go(Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe) | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Father only you can save my soul | |
| And playin' that organ must count | |
| For something | |
| SomethingYou got to know these days | |
| Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
| They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
| And the Sheriff now, can't ride away | |
| Like he said into the sunset, and | |
| I won't say | |
| That he shouldn't have paid | |
| But Momma, it wasn't my bullet |
| zuo ci : Amos | |
| Little Amsterdam | |
| In a southern town | |
| Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
| Momma keep your head down | |
| Momma it wasn' t my bullet | |
| Don' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain Ooo | |
| Don' t, don' t, take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Which side your on | |
| HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na | |
| Momma got a shot, shit | |
| She loved a brown man | |
| Then she built a bridge in the | |
| Sheriff' s bed | |
| She' d do anything to save her man | |
| You see her olives | |
| They are all cold pressed | |
| And her best friend is a | |
| Sun dressBut | |
| Momma, it wasn' t my bullet | |
| No, oohDon' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
| Don' t don' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na na | |
| Na na na na | |
| All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
| Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
| Got a goat and a phone, | |
| I said" Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Father only you can save my soul | |
| And playin' that organ must count | |
| For something | |
| SomethingYou got to know these days | |
| Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
| They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
| And the Sheriff now, can' t ride away | |
| Like he said into the sunset, and | |
| I won' t say | |
| That he shouldn' t have paid | |
| But Momma, it wasn' t my bullet |
| zuò cí : Amos | |
| Little Amsterdam | |
| In a southern town | |
| Hominy get it on the plate girl | |
| Momma keep your head down | |
| Momma it wasn' t my bullet | |
| Don' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain Ooo | |
| Don' t, don' t, take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Which side your on | |
| HmmNa na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na | |
| Momma got a shot, shit | |
| She loved a brown man | |
| Then she built a bridge in the | |
| Sheriff' s bed | |
| She' d do anything to save her man | |
| You see her olives | |
| They are all cold pressed | |
| And her best friend is a | |
| Sun dressBut | |
| Momma, it wasn' t my bullet | |
| No, oohDon' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range | |
| I' m just comin' out of the cell in my brain | |
| Don' t don' t take me back to the range | |
| Back to the range' | |
| Cause girl you got to know these days | |
| Na na na na na na ne ya na | |
| Na na na na naa na na | |
| Na na na na | |
| All aloneGot a girl in the city | |
| Hey, got a room and a place for two | |
| Got a goat and a phone, | |
| I said" Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue" | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Round and around and around | |
| I go Say you are willing to hang around for me, my babe | |
| Round and around this time for keeps | |
| Father only you can save my soul | |
| And playin' that organ must count | |
| For something | |
| SomethingYou got to know these days | |
| Little Amsterdam, shot down today | |
| They buried her with a butter bean bouquet | |
| And the Sheriff now, can' t ride away | |
| Like he said into the sunset, and | |
| I won' t say | |
| That he shouldn' t have paid | |
| But Momma, it wasn' t my bullet |