[00:00.00] 作词 : Gary Gogel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Gary Gogel
[00:41.85]I saw you older--
[00:45.98]It looked like Death had been at your face.
[00:56.08]Another cigarette,
[01:01.11]Almost gone when the morning first breaks.
[01:10.66]Too many people,
[01:14.23]Too many people know your first name.
[01:25.32]I'm just one,
[01:30.05]And after a while I can't bring myself to say it
[01:41.11]Be sure you notice always what you're eating
[01:48.46]Be sure you notice always what you're eating
[01:55.42]New York nights, 1926--
[02:02.43]It all looked so different
[02:09.79]You've starved your telephones,
[02:13.74]Now your servants can't bring you messages.
[02:24.53]The open fields where people call up to no reply;
[02:39.46]You can't help it--
[02:43.66]If you get out of bed you might meet a spy
[02:54.94]We used to be lovers a long time ago.
[03:02.07]We used to be lovers a long time ago.
[03:08.39]Your God hates me--
[03:12.05]He can't feel my flesh;
[03:15.53]He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
[03:22.58]Your God hates me.
[03:26.15]He can't feel my flesh;
[03:29.72]He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
[03:36.82]Your God hates me.
[03:40.47]He can't feel my flesh;
[03:43.83]He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
[03:50.71]Your God hates me.

作词 : Gary Gogel
作曲 : Gary Gogel
I saw you older--
It looked like Death had been at your face.
Another cigarette,
Almost gone when the morning first breaks.
Too many people,
Too many people know your first name.
I'm just one,
And after a while I can't bring myself to say it
Be sure you notice always what you're eating
Be sure you notice always what you're eating
New York nights, 1926--
It all looked so different
You've starved your telephones,
Now your servants can't bring you messages.
The open fields where people call up to no reply;
You can't help it--
If you get out of bed you might meet a spy
We used to be lovers a long time ago.
We used to be lovers a long time ago.
Your God hates me--
He can't feel my flesh;
He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
Your God hates me.
He can't feel my flesh;
He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
Your God hates me.
He can't feel my flesh;
He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.
Your God hates me.