| Song | Legalize Telepathy |
| Artist | Golden Earring |
| Album | Face It |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kay, Kooymans, Roeifzema | |
| From the Albums:* | |
| Face it* Last blast of the century | |
| You cook my brain in your favorite pot | |
| You fry my eggs till they're sizzlin' hot | |
| You like to give it everythin' you gotand everythin's for free, everythin' for free | |
| Make all the girls at the beauty parlor | |
| Jump up and down and scream and holler | |
| Just like a lapdog on a leash with a collar | |
| That's what you're makin' me, that's what you make outta me | |
| I ain't no professor, | |
| I ain't got no degreebut | |
| I sure as hell know how to readthe little notes you keep sendin' | |
| The bottom line always gets to me | |
| What do you mean? | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| You always go where | |
| I wanna be goin' | |
| You always know what | |
| I wanna be knowin' | |
| You always do what | |
| I wanna be doin'now ain't that telepathy, with a capital | |
| E.S.P..? |
| zuo ci : Kay, Kooymans, Roeifzema | |
| From the Albums: | |
| Face it Last blast of the century | |
| You cook my brain in your favorite pot | |
| You fry my eggs till they' re sizzlin' hot | |
| You like to give it everythin' you gotand everythin' s for free, everythin' for free | |
| Make all the girls at the beauty parlor | |
| Jump up and down and scream and holler | |
| Just like a lapdog on a leash with a collar | |
| That' s what you' re makin' me, that' s what you make outta me | |
| I ain' t no professor, | |
| I ain' t got no degreebut | |
| I sure as hell know how to readthe little notes you keep sendin' | |
| The bottom line always gets to me | |
| What do you mean? | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| You always go where | |
| I wanna be goin' | |
| You always know what | |
| I wanna be knowin' | |
| You always do what | |
| I wanna be doin' now ain' t that telepathy, with a capital | |
| E. S. P..? |
| zuò cí : Kay, Kooymans, Roeifzema | |
| From the Albums: | |
| Face it Last blast of the century | |
| You cook my brain in your favorite pot | |
| You fry my eggs till they' re sizzlin' hot | |
| You like to give it everythin' you gotand everythin' s for free, everythin' for free | |
| Make all the girls at the beauty parlor | |
| Jump up and down and scream and holler | |
| Just like a lapdog on a leash with a collar | |
| That' s what you' re makin' me, that' s what you make outta me | |
| I ain' t no professor, | |
| I ain' t got no degreebut | |
| I sure as hell know how to readthe little notes you keep sendin' | |
| The bottom line always gets to me | |
| What do you mean? | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy | |
| You always go where | |
| I wanna be goin' | |
| You always know what | |
| I wanna be knowin' | |
| You always do what | |
| I wanna be doin' now ain' t that telepathy, with a capital | |
| E. S. P..? |