[00:00.000] 作词 : Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
[00:07.070] You’ve got versions of me
[00:10.002] Crashing through your room
[00:12.817] Making my debut
[00:17.380] I’m not the staple piece type
[00:21.208] But I make a great footnote for you
[00:27.553] What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
[00:35.802] Do they cry themselves to sleep
[00:38.690] Do they face facts that they loved and lost
[00:43.805] And the placemat has had it’s very final use
[01:02.168] On the night that it changed
[01:05.207] Can’t call it a date
[01:07.634] You were forty minutes late
[01:13.042] Now I’m lucky to eat
[01:15.920] At the table where I once was the king
[01:22.357] What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
[01:30.856] Do they cry themselves to sleep
[01:33.627] Do they face facts that they loved and lost
[01:39.011] And the placemat has had it’s very final use
[01:45.750] There’s a lot of moonshine
[01:48.302] Under all your sunshine
[01:50.674] Guess it must be showtime
[01:53.418] Judging from the bar line
[01:56.243] Only time I see ya
[01:59.056] Swinging from the treetops
[02:01.865] Locking in for lift off
[02:06.379] What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
[02:15.026] Do they cry themselves to sleep
[02:18.040] Do they face facts that they loved and lost
[02:23.581] And the placemat has had it’s very final use

作词 : Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
作曲 : Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
You’ve got versions of me
Crashing through your room
Making my debut
I’m not the staple piece type
But I make a great footnote for you
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use
On the night that it changed
Can’t call it a date
You were forty minutes late
Now I’m lucky to eat
At the table where I once was the king
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use
There’s a lot of moonshine
Under all your sunshine
Guess it must be showtime
Judging from the bar line
Only time I see ya
Swinging from the treetops
Locking in for lift off
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use