| Song | I Can't Get Up out of This Bed |
| Artist | Colin Hay |
| Album | American Sunshine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hay, Lindsey | |
| Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
| Birds are singing pure and clear | |
| Oh but I can’t stop thinking about you | |
| Creek is running, running high | |
| Trees are burning touch the sky | |
| Much as I try | |
| I can’t stop thinking about you | |
| An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I’ve been weeping in my beer | |
| An’ I was dreaming you were here | |
| My tears are dry | |
| But I can’t stop thinking about you | |
| An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I can’t feel my heart anymore | |
| It’s as empty as a lie | |
| I can’t answer the knockin’ at my door | |
| Why can’t | |
| I? Time is coming, it’s gettin’ near | |
| No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
| Oh but I can’t stop thinking about you | |
| An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| For nothing |
| zuo qu : Hay, Lindsey | |
| Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
| Birds are singing pure and clear | |
| Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| Creek is running, running high | |
| Trees are burning touch the sky | |
| Much as I try | |
| I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I' ve been weeping in my beer | |
| An' I was dreaming you were here | |
| My tears are dry | |
| But I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I can' t feel my heart anymore | |
| It' s as empty as a lie | |
| I can' t answer the knockin' at my door | |
| Why can' t | |
| I? Time is coming, it' s gettin' near | |
| No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
| Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| For nothing |
| zuò qǔ : Hay, Lindsey | |
| Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
| Birds are singing pure and clear | |
| Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| Creek is running, running high | |
| Trees are burning touch the sky | |
| Much as I try | |
| I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I' ve been weeping in my beer | |
| An' I was dreaming you were here | |
| My tears are dry | |
| But I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| I can' t feel my heart anymore | |
| It' s as empty as a lie | |
| I can' t answer the knockin' at my door | |
| Why can' t | |
| I? Time is coming, it' s gettin' near | |
| No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
| Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
| An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
| For nothing | |
| For nothing |