| Song | Subway Train |
| Artist | New York Dolls |
| Album | Seven Day Weekend [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johansen, Thunders | |
| I can't ever | |
| Understand | |
| Why my lifes, been | |
| Cursed poisen, | |
| Condemned | |
| When I been tryin every night | |
| To hold ya near me | |
| But I'm tellin you | |
| It aint easy | |
| Ever since I been | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| You can hear the whistle blowin | |
| Wa might think I'm goin insane | |
| And now your friends | |
| They're fillin up my car | |
| But your so busy read Suzy says | |
| Ya can't look now | |
| You didn't see your lovers | |
| There all just in rags | |
| Ya know ya hid as pushin up posies | |
| Tryin get ya fed | |
| We was all | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| And you can hear the captain shoutin | |
| He thinks I've gone insane | |
| Cus I keep | |
| Ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, cus I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, yeah | |
| You stop and you stare, | |
| As I'm lieavin my favorite place | |
| We have no regards | |
| Ya can't find a trace | |
| Ya gotta get on bakc to daddy | |
| That's all its gonna be | |
| He got the poisen black arts of the pimps | |
| But don't ya st- st- | |
| I seen em travelin | |
| Rigth on the Subway Train | |
| Ya can hear th captani shou-ow-tin | |
| He thinks weve all gone insane | |
| Cus we keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Ridin, cus we keep | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Keep on ridin | |
| I think a see the train | |
| I see ya got open track | |
| I'm hopin | |
| One of those gonna bring my baby back | |
| (Cus I guess I said) | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Someones in the kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know whoa whoa whoa | |
| I said someones in th kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know | |
| I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin |
| zuo ci : Johansen, Thunders | |
| I can' t ever | |
| Understand | |
| Why my lifes, been | |
| Cursed poisen, | |
| Condemned | |
| When I been tryin every night | |
| To hold ya near me | |
| But I' m tellin you | |
| It aint easy | |
| Ever since I been | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| You can hear the whistle blowin | |
| Wa might think I' m goin insane | |
| And now your friends | |
| They' re fillin up my car | |
| But your so busy read Suzy says | |
| Ya can' t look now | |
| You didn' t see your lovers | |
| There all just in rags | |
| Ya know ya hid as pushin up posies | |
| Tryin get ya fed | |
| We was all | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| And you can hear the captain shoutin | |
| He thinks I' ve gone insane | |
| Cus I keep | |
| Ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, cus I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, yeah | |
| You stop and you stare, | |
| As I' m lieavin my favorite place | |
| We have no regards | |
| Ya can' t find a trace | |
| Ya gotta get on bakc to daddy | |
| That' s all its gonna be | |
| He got the poisen black arts of the pimps | |
| But don' t ya st st | |
| I seen em travelin | |
| Rigth on the Subway Train | |
| Ya can hear th captani shouowtin | |
| He thinks weve all gone insane | |
| Cus we keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Ridin, cus we keep | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Keep on ridin | |
| I think a see the train | |
| I see ya got open track | |
| I' m hopin | |
| One of those gonna bring my baby back | |
| Cus I guess I said | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Someones in the kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know whoa whoa whoa | |
| I said someones in th kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know | |
| I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin |
| zuò cí : Johansen, Thunders | |
| I can' t ever | |
| Understand | |
| Why my lifes, been | |
| Cursed poisen, | |
| Condemned | |
| When I been tryin every night | |
| To hold ya near me | |
| But I' m tellin you | |
| It aint easy | |
| Ever since I been | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| You can hear the whistle blowin | |
| Wa might think I' m goin insane | |
| And now your friends | |
| They' re fillin up my car | |
| But your so busy read Suzy says | |
| Ya can' t look now | |
| You didn' t see your lovers | |
| There all just in rags | |
| Ya know ya hid as pushin up posies | |
| Tryin get ya fed | |
| We was all | |
| Ridin, right on the Subway Train | |
| And you can hear the captain shoutin | |
| He thinks I' ve gone insane | |
| Cus I keep | |
| Ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, cus I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin, keep on | |
| Ridin, yeah | |
| You stop and you stare, | |
| As I' m lieavin my favorite place | |
| We have no regards | |
| Ya can' t find a trace | |
| Ya gotta get on bakc to daddy | |
| That' s all its gonna be | |
| He got the poisen black arts of the pimps | |
| But don' t ya st st | |
| I seen em travelin | |
| Rigth on the Subway Train | |
| Ya can hear th captani shouowtin | |
| He thinks weve all gone insane | |
| Cus we keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Ridin, cus we keep | |
| Ridin ridin ridin | |
| Keep on ridin | |
| I think a see the train | |
| I see ya got open track | |
| I' m hopin | |
| One of those gonna bring my baby back | |
| Cus I guess I said | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Dinah wontcha blow | |
| Dinah wontcha blow your horn | |
| Someones in the kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know whoa whoa whoa | |
| I said someones in th kitchen with Dinah | |
| I know | |
| I keep on | |
| Ridin ridin ridin |