收聽Helen Reddy的Ten To Eight歌詞歌曲

Ten To Eight

Helen Reddy2006年1月1日

Ten To Eight 歌詞

Ten To Eight - Helen Reddy

Composed by:David Castle

Early in the morning when you wake up

 

And your sleepy head is into make up

 

When you gaze into your mirror

While you paint your face

 

And you check your eyelashes

Making sure they're in place

 

And you mind wanders off

 

Into another time

Brush your hair to the rhythm of

The music playing on your radio

 

Paint your face while you listen

To the talking of the jockey

On the early morning show

 

Put your troubles in

The back of your mind

'Cause the temperature

Outside is just fine

 

And it's ten to eight

 

And you ain't got the time

 

And you think of him

And how it should have lasted

While the disc jockey man

Gives you the weather forecast

When he makes you feel so mellow

While he gets you high

 

And you remember how we laughed

 

And how he made you cry

 

Then you look into your mirror

And as you brush your hair

 

Brush your hair to the rhythm of

The music playing on your radio

 

Paint your face while you listen

To the talking of the jockey

On the early morning show

 

Put your troubles in

The back of your mind

 

'Cause the temperature

Outside is just fine

 

And it's ten to eight

 

And you just ain't got the time

 

So you walk across your room

And start to make your bed

 

Then you slip into your jeans

Your eyes still feel like lead

 

And the memory seems to vanish

But the thought's still there

 

Tell yourself you don't

 

But deep inside you still care

Deep inside you still care

 

Brush your hair to the rhythm of

The music playing on your radio

 

Paint your face while you listen

To the talking of the jockey

On the early morning show

 

Put your troubles in

The back of your mind

 

'Cause the temperature

Outside is just fine

And it's ten to eight

And you ain't got the time

 

Brush your hair to the rhythm of

The music playing on your radio

 

Paint your face while you listen

To the talking of the jockey

On the early morning show

 

Put your troubles in

The back of your mind

'Cause the temperature

Outside is just fine

And it's ten to eight