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Baby's On Fire (2004 Digital Remaster) - Brian Eno.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brian Eno
[00:00.30]作曲:Brian Eno
[00:00.30]作词:Brian Eno
[00:06.976] Baby's on fire
[00:10.554] Better throw her in the water
[00:14.411] Look at her laughing
[00:18.327] Like a heifer to the slaughter
[00:22.292] Baby's on fire
[00:26.077] And all the laughing boys are b***hing
[00:30.151] Waiting for photos
[00:34.109] Oh the plot is so bewitching
[00:38.179] Rescuers row, row
[00:41.987] Do your best to change the subject
[00:45.868] Blow the wind blow, blow
[00:49.763] Lend some assistance to the object
[00:53.677] Photographers snip snap
[00:57.688] Take your time, she's only burning
[01:01.483] This kind of experience
[01:05.352] Is necessary for her learning
[01:09.253] If you'll be my flotsam
[01:13.202] I could be half the man I used to
[01:17.021] They said, "You were hot stuff
[01:20.807] And that's what baby's been reduced to"
[04:25.598] Juanita and Juan
[04:29.793] Very clever with maracas
[04:33.882] Makin' their fortunes
[04:37.702] Selling second-hand tobaccos
[04:41.767] Juan dances at Chico's
[04:45.443] And when the clients are evicted
[04:49.362] He empties the ashtrays
[04:53.317] And pockets all that he's collected
[04:57.307] But baby's on fire
[05:01.197] And all the instruments agree that
[05:05.116] Her temperature's rising
[05:09.288] But any idiot would know that
text lyrics
作曲 : Brian Eno
作曲:Brian Eno
作词:Brian Eno
Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are b***hing
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row, row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow, blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time, she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said, "You were hot stuff
And that's what baby's been reduced to"
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maracas
Makin' their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccos
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But baby's on fire
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that