I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face 歌詞
I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face - Gerard Kenny
Lyrics by:Alan Jay Lerner/Frederick Loewe
Composed by:Alan Jay Lerner/Frederick Loewe
One two three four
One two
In ways to right kind the man
On the wrong shine a tell
She had the tickle spirit up
My leading go and getting down
She was always turn the music
When the turn to love was gone
She could dance of better mans off
But holding something flash it up
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
The magic midnight music show
Were all electric where is go
Small get up stereo
Oh read up the radio
He was the worse kind the man
In the very best it
He reach for his but not to love
It's all her body make in hits
While he watch the lady shake it
Till it good take no more
That it fool it shake hei baby
I couldn't have but now for sure
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
The magic midnight music show
Were all electric where is go
Small get up stereo
Oh read up the radio
Now these to dance with fools
Oh one one of the kind
I can't control but rock and roll
No matter how the givers mine
So they lock can chance you starving
Know then go they know this lie
Go on else can break there were good
'Cause it's tell to got a vibe
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
The magic midnight music show
Were all electric where is go
Small get up stereo
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio
Read up the radio