| Song | Leo's Place |
| Artist | Eric Burdon |
| Album | I Used to Be an Animal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Burdon, Grant | |
| You can always get a decent cuppa coffee | |
| Just a block from Piccadilly | |
| Watchin' the bums, punks and straights | |
| The world is on parade at Leo's place | |
| American girls looking for a ride | |
| Tryin' to get across to the other side | |
| He'd see them all through the serving hatch | |
| They young the old, the yellow and black | |
| I don't recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo's place | |
| I don't care where I travel to | |
| One big circle leads me back to you | |
| Those coffeehouse dreams that set me on the road | |
| Always brings me back to Leo's | |
| Used to impress my best girls | |
| Take'em down to Leo's place | |
| Because of them not me, I know | |
| That's how he remembers my face | |
| So sad that things have changed | |
| Junkies fill the place | |
| But it don't change the taste | |
| The coffee's still the best at Leo's place | |
| This world is not what it used to be | |
| One time a man could hitchhike from A to Z | |
| A country explodes, another boarder close | |
| Sometimes I wish l'd never left Leo's | |
| So if you wanna see me again | |
| I tell you where, you say when | |
| I got this number, it may change | |
| All you gotta remember is Leo's place | |
| I don't recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo's place | |
| l'm coming home, I've been to America, | |
| Africa, Asia and Japan | |
| I am what you call a travellin' man | |
| l've seen the ladies in Africa, Tokyo, Soho | |
| South of the border, Rio de Janeiro | |
| But now the time has come, | |
| To go back where I started from ... |
| zuo ci : Burdon, Grant | |
| You can always get a decent cuppa coffee | |
| Just a block from Piccadilly | |
| Watchin' the bums, punks and straights | |
| The world is on parade at Leo' s place | |
| American girls looking for a ride | |
| Tryin' to get across to the other side | |
| He' d see them all through the serving hatch | |
| They young the old, the yellow and black | |
| I don' t recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo' s place | |
| I don' t care where I travel to | |
| One big circle leads me back to you | |
| Those coffeehouse dreams that set me on the road | |
| Always brings me back to Leo' s | |
| Used to impress my best girls | |
| Take' em down to Leo' s place | |
| Because of them not me, I know | |
| That' s how he remembers my face | |
| So sad that things have changed | |
| Junkies fill the place | |
| But it don' t change the taste | |
| The coffee' s still the best at Leo' s place | |
| This world is not what it used to be | |
| One time a man could hitchhike from A to Z | |
| A country explodes, another boarder close | |
| Sometimes I wish l' d never left Leo' s | |
| So if you wanna see me again | |
| I tell you where, you say when | |
| I got this number, it may change | |
| All you gotta remember is Leo' s place | |
| I don' t recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo' s place | |
| l' m coming home, I' ve been to America, | |
| Africa, Asia and Japan | |
| I am what you call a travellin' man | |
| l' ve seen the ladies in Africa, Tokyo, Soho | |
| South of the border, Rio de Janeiro | |
| But now the time has come, | |
| To go back where I started from ... |
| zuò cí : Burdon, Grant | |
| You can always get a decent cuppa coffee | |
| Just a block from Piccadilly | |
| Watchin' the bums, punks and straights | |
| The world is on parade at Leo' s place | |
| American girls looking for a ride | |
| Tryin' to get across to the other side | |
| He' d see them all through the serving hatch | |
| They young the old, the yellow and black | |
| I don' t recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo' s place | |
| I don' t care where I travel to | |
| One big circle leads me back to you | |
| Those coffeehouse dreams that set me on the road | |
| Always brings me back to Leo' s | |
| Used to impress my best girls | |
| Take' em down to Leo' s place | |
| Because of them not me, I know | |
| That' s how he remembers my face | |
| So sad that things have changed | |
| Junkies fill the place | |
| But it don' t change the taste | |
| The coffee' s still the best at Leo' s place | |
| This world is not what it used to be | |
| One time a man could hitchhike from A to Z | |
| A country explodes, another boarder close | |
| Sometimes I wish l' d never left Leo' s | |
| So if you wanna see me again | |
| I tell you where, you say when | |
| I got this number, it may change | |
| All you gotta remember is Leo' s place | |
| I don' t recall your name, but I recall your face | |
| Everyone looks the same, hanging around at Leo' s place | |
| l' m coming home, I' ve been to America, | |
| Africa, Asia and Japan | |
| I am what you call a travellin' man | |
| l' ve seen the ladies in Africa, Tokyo, Soho | |
| South of the border, Rio de Janeiro | |
| But now the time has come, | |
| To go back where I started from ... |