| Song | The Other One |
| Artist | The Wooden Birds |
| Album | Magnolia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : the wooden brids | |
| 作词 : the wooden brids | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do | |
| Baby, it's a hospital, though they call it something all made up | |
| There ain't any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It's the other one | |
| The other one | |
| So, baby tell him everything, about your father and his long hours | |
| Your mom turned to you and run | |
| Your brother's journal with the saddest words, | |
| that you ever heard | |
| but you never heard | |
| Cause if only he hurts | |
| only he hurt | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do do do do do do do | |
| Your cutting short, in and out | |
| You miss the curfew and pretend to hide | |
| Your brother was the smarter one | |
| the proof is all over the basement side | |
| but you've got nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| but another in time | |
| So get your apology | |
| though they'll tell you something all made up | |
| there ain't any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It's the other one | |
| The other one | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do |
| zuo qu : the wooden brids | |
| zuo ci : the wooden brids | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do | |
| Baby, it' s a hospital, though they call it something all made up | |
| There ain' t any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It' s the other one | |
| The other one | |
| So, baby tell him everything, about your father and his long hours | |
| Your mom turned to you and run | |
| Your brother' s journal with the saddest words, | |
| that you ever heard | |
| but you never heard | |
| Cause if only he hurts | |
| only he hurt | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do do do do do do do | |
| Your cutting short, in and out | |
| You miss the curfew and pretend to hide | |
| Your brother was the smarter one | |
| the proof is all over the basement side | |
| but you' ve got nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| but another in time | |
| So get your apology | |
| though they' ll tell you something all made up | |
| there ain' t any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It' s the other one | |
| The other one | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do |
| zuò qǔ : the wooden brids | |
| zuò cí : the wooden brids | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do | |
| Baby, it' s a hospital, though they call it something all made up | |
| There ain' t any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It' s the other one | |
| The other one | |
| So, baby tell him everything, about your father and his long hours | |
| Your mom turned to you and run | |
| Your brother' s journal with the saddest words, | |
| that you ever heard | |
| but you never heard | |
| Cause if only he hurts | |
| only he hurt | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do do do do do do do | |
| Your cutting short, in and out | |
| You miss the curfew and pretend to hide | |
| Your brother was the smarter one | |
| the proof is all over the basement side | |
| but you' ve got nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| nothing to hide | |
| but another in time | |
| So get your apology | |
| though they' ll tell you something all made up | |
| there ain' t any arguing over which side the door locks from | |
| It' s the other one | |
| The other one | |
| Do do do do, do do do do do dodo do do do do |