[00:00.00] 作词 : Billie Joe Armstrong/Mike Dirnt/Tre Cool
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Billie Joe Armstrong/Mike Dirnt/Tre Cool
[00:09.39]I really don't know where this story began
[00:14.72]
[00:15.57]My friend Houston had got himself a girl
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[00:22.54]Swank is her name she's got the best of him
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[00:28.79]And he's got the best of her
[00:31.32]In the palm of their hand
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[00:36.12]And they could care less what's coming up
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[00:42.08]Sometimes the future doesn't have much luck
[00:46.52]
[00:48.99]This wigged-out thing called love
[00:51.14]
[00:52.20]They make it kinda rough
[00:54.23]
[00:54.99]And they don't really mind
[00:57.17]They're on their own
[00:58.66]
[01:10.08]They said this has been motionless orbit flight
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[01:16.28]Around each other intoxicating their minds
[01:20.07]
[01:22.18]Dancing in the street under suburban lights
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[01:27.71]They stumbled to the concrete without a hurt
[01:31.47]
[01:33.58]And they could care less what's coming up
[01:37.08]
[01:39.40]Sometimes the future doesn't have much luck
[01:42.89]
[01:45.12]This wigged-out thing called love
[01:46.93]
[01:47.62]They make it kinda rough
[01:49.67]
[01:50.38]And they don't really mind
[01:52.46]They're on their own
[01:53.68]
[02:05.38]To love lose and control
[02:10.29]So you better hold on
[02:13.44]
[02:34.67]As they walked together in time
[02:37.32]
[02:40.23]Leaving all the drunks behind
[02:42.67]
[02:45.06]This wigged-out thing called love
[02:46.96]
[02:47.93]They make it kinda rough
[02:49.64]
[02:50.47]But they don't really mind
[02:52.60]They're on their own own

作词 : Billie Joe Armstrong/Mike Dirnt/Tre Cool
作曲 : Billie Joe Armstrong/Mike Dirnt/Tre Cool
I really don't know where this story began
My friend Houston had got himself a girl
Swank is her name she's got the best of him
And he's got the best of her
In the palm of their hand
And they could care less what's coming up
Sometimes the future doesn't have much luck
This wigged-out thing called love
They make it kinda rough
And they don't really mind
They're on their own
They said this has been motionless orbit flight
Around each other intoxicating their minds
Dancing in the street under suburban lights
They stumbled to the concrete without a hurt
And they could care less what's coming up
Sometimes the future doesn't have much luck
This wigged-out thing called love
They make it kinda rough
And they don't really mind
They're on their own
To love lose and control
So you better hold on
As they walked together in time
Leaving all the drunks behind
This wigged-out thing called love
They make it kinda rough
But they don't really mind
They're on their own own