| Song | Red Hot in Black |
| Artist | Rod Stewart |
| Album | Every Beat of My Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cregan, Savigar, Stewart | |
| I met her in a little French cafe | |
| Legs like a young giraffe | |
| She was sitting reading Baudelaire | |
| Not exactly working class | |
| She had a studio in St. Michel | |
| Crucifix around her waist | |
| Che Guevara all over the wall | |
| She can't stand the sun on her face | |
| Hey boys, what a look | |
| Stop a train at fifty feet | |
| Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes | |
| Kinda like a tiger in heat | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Revolution running through her veins | |
| A radical from head to toe | |
| The only record that she ever played | |
| Was 'just like a rolling stone' | |
| We started talking by the candlelight | |
| Her lips get closer to mine | |
| We started dancing all around the room | |
| Helped by a bottle of wine | |
| Hey boys, mystery | |
| Didn't even know her name | |
| One night in Paris, with a girl like that | |
| Never going home again | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Oh my, when I woke up | |
| She'd already gone out to her work | |
| My head was aching and my back was scratched | |
| I've never, never, never known a night like that | |
| Took a walk along the avenue | |
| So in love and so confused | |
| My plane was leaving in half an hour | |
| What would you have done in my shoes? | |
| Hey boys, so you see | |
| Couldn't get her outa my head | |
| My regards to the folks back home | |
| Gonna spend some time with red | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black |
| zuo ci : Cregan, Savigar, Stewart | |
| I met her in a little French cafe | |
| Legs like a young giraffe | |
| She was sitting reading Baudelaire | |
| Not exactly working class | |
| She had a studio in St. Michel | |
| Crucifix around her waist | |
| Che Guevara all over the wall | |
| She can' t stand the sun on her face | |
| Hey boys, what a look | |
| Stop a train at fifty feet | |
| Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes | |
| Kinda like a tiger in heat | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Revolution running through her veins | |
| A radical from head to toe | |
| The only record that she ever played | |
| Was ' just like a rolling stone' | |
| We started talking by the candlelight | |
| Her lips get closer to mine | |
| We started dancing all around the room | |
| Helped by a bottle of wine | |
| Hey boys, mystery | |
| Didn' t even know her name | |
| One night in Paris, with a girl like that | |
| Never going home again | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Oh my, when I woke up | |
| She' d already gone out to her work | |
| My head was aching and my back was scratched | |
| I' ve never, never, never known a night like that | |
| Took a walk along the avenue | |
| So in love and so confused | |
| My plane was leaving in half an hour | |
| What would you have done in my shoes? | |
| Hey boys, so you see | |
| Couldn' t get her outa my head | |
| My regards to the folks back home | |
| Gonna spend some time with red | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black |
| zuò cí : Cregan, Savigar, Stewart | |
| I met her in a little French cafe | |
| Legs like a young giraffe | |
| She was sitting reading Baudelaire | |
| Not exactly working class | |
| She had a studio in St. Michel | |
| Crucifix around her waist | |
| Che Guevara all over the wall | |
| She can' t stand the sun on her face | |
| Hey boys, what a look | |
| Stop a train at fifty feet | |
| Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes | |
| Kinda like a tiger in heat | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Revolution running through her veins | |
| A radical from head to toe | |
| The only record that she ever played | |
| Was ' just like a rolling stone' | |
| We started talking by the candlelight | |
| Her lips get closer to mine | |
| We started dancing all around the room | |
| Helped by a bottle of wine | |
| Hey boys, mystery | |
| Didn' t even know her name | |
| One night in Paris, with a girl like that | |
| Never going home again | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Oh my, when I woke up | |
| She' d already gone out to her work | |
| My head was aching and my back was scratched | |
| I' ve never, never, never known a night like that | |
| Took a walk along the avenue | |
| So in love and so confused | |
| My plane was leaving in half an hour | |
| What would you have done in my shoes? | |
| Hey boys, so you see | |
| Couldn' t get her outa my head | |
| My regards to the folks back home | |
| Gonna spend some time with red | |
| Red hot in black | |
| Red hot in black |