| 作曲 : Ebert, Ima Robot | |
| If you can find your pretty way back home | |
| Run run run | |
| A girl like you ought to have known | |
| But you can't | |
| You're my sun-starved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Run run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I'm so happy that | |
| You're so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it's my philoso-pho-fee | |
| Well something told me to run from you | |
| But I got that curse | |
| Now I can't tell if I am bad | |
| Or I am worse | |
| But if you hold tight | |
| We could rocket from Mars to the stars | |
| If you'd like | |
| We could live in the cars with the stars | |
| If you'd like | |
| We're plenty of things | |
| But we're raised just to make it hurt | |
| Oh you're my sun-starved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Heaven help, if there is one | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I'm so happy that | |
| You're so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it's my philoso-pho-fee | |
| Oh oh it makes you cry | |
| But it's my philoso-pho-fee | |
| Well alright now! | |
| If you see me coming | |
| Girls, just start your running | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you see me coming, whoo | |
| Just start your running | |
| Better run run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| Run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I'm so happy that | |
| You're so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it's my philoso-pho-fee | |
| Oh oh, I hate to see you cry | |
| It's my philoso-pho-fee-fee | |
| Now let me set you free | |
| If you're confused | |
| And you're scared and got the blues | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you're confused | |
| And if you've got the blues | |
| Better run run run run run run run |
| zuo qu : Ebert, Ima Robot | |
| If you can find your pretty way back home | |
| Run run run | |
| A girl like you ought to have known | |
| But you can' t | |
| You' re my sunstarved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Run run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Well something told me to run from you | |
| But I got that curse | |
| Now I can' t tell if I am bad | |
| Or I am worse | |
| But if you hold tight | |
| We could rocket from Mars to the stars | |
| If you' d like | |
| We could live in the cars with the stars | |
| If you' d like | |
| We' re plenty of things | |
| But we' re raised just to make it hurt | |
| Oh you' re my sunstarved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Heaven help, if there is one | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Oh oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Well alright now! | |
| If you see me coming | |
| Girls, just start your running | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you see me coming, whoo | |
| Just start your running | |
| Better run run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| Run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Oh oh, I hate to see you cry | |
| It' s my philosophofeefee | |
| Now let me set you free | |
| If you' re confused | |
| And you' re scared and got the blues | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you' re confused | |
| And if you' ve got the blues | |
| Better run run run run run run run |
| zuò qǔ : Ebert, Ima Robot | |
| If you can find your pretty way back home | |
| Run run run | |
| A girl like you ought to have known | |
| But you can' t | |
| You' re my sunstarved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Run run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Well something told me to run from you | |
| But I got that curse | |
| Now I can' t tell if I am bad | |
| Or I am worse | |
| But if you hold tight | |
| We could rocket from Mars to the stars | |
| If you' d like | |
| We could live in the cars with the stars | |
| If you' d like | |
| We' re plenty of things | |
| But we' re raised just to make it hurt | |
| Oh you' re my sunstarved passenger | |
| On my twisted highway | |
| Always looking backwards | |
| Heaven help, if there is one | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Oh oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Well alright now! | |
| If you see me coming | |
| Girls, just start your running | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you see me coming, whoo | |
| Just start your running | |
| Better run run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| Run run | |
| Run run run run | |
| So so look at me | |
| Go go running to be free | |
| I' m so happy that | |
| You' re so happy for me | |
| Oh it makes you cry | |
| But it' s my philosophofee | |
| Oh oh, I hate to see you cry | |
| It' s my philosophofeefee | |
| Now let me set you free | |
| If you' re confused | |
| And you' re scared and got the blues | |
| Better run run run run | |
| Now you' re confused | |
| And if you' ve got the blues | |
| Better run run run run run run run |
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