ooh, look at all this company coming round tonight
even catherine o'hara's come by to say hello
you really wanna know?
well, i'll tell you,
i might have to pour myself another little moonshine...
here we go:
it was a sweet and frosty may
in the town of thunder bay
when dale and wendy day went out to sweetbrush lake
they found a weeping willow,
sat down to do the thunder bay a go go
well the wind was real soft,
poor little wendy just had to break
later on that month, dale went for pepper lunch
at the "we're all in this together diner"
the pea soup was fine,
the corncob on time,
chili dogs even finer
but the real reason was that wendy was workin' counter
those two little kids just couldn't get enough of each other
dale broke out like a man and said
"wendy i think i want to take your hand!
and make little children
and live beyond the sand
and with respect to the clouds and the colony of your eyes"
that day we made love i'm gonna call our little child amber jones.
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
what's it like being pretty?
now everyone knows
that if you're going to run a successful cafe
you have to hire the prettiest waitress.
amber, turns out,
had been working at the pepper lunch cafe
just like her mother did twenty years earlier
and it boils down to this very simple doctrine
given to her by ralph habbasham, the owner.
ralph says the customer's always right
and the customers here are mostly men
and though it don't seem from table two to sixteen
all men do is dream
of falling in love just like women.
now watching from table twenty
was a man from new york city
who was most impressed with amber's poses.
he said "come over here missy
i got's a kinda proposition that is
if you're willing to listen."
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
now she was just everywhere,
i mean little girls wanted to be like her,
little boys wanted to be with her.
even mothers somehow altered their physique
just to be a little closer
to what amber represented.
one day, amber who likes the sweetbrush diner
where she used to work at
really missed those coconut cake cucumbers
and made out with a giant flesh missile on the top of her forehead.
poor little amber couldn't do a thing about it
and her poor career went
kinda downhill as the people outside her hotel room penthouse
cried out,
well you know what they cried out.
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
what's it like being a teen dream?
shackles, shackles, shackles on my heart.
i loved you from the very first day from the start
but you left call it theft of the heart
bring me back the spark pretty girl,
pretty princess that is left
bright lights in the glitter,
the shine of the night dreamed of the city
cuz you dreamed of flight
but it's timber
watch these trees that are falling
pretty little princess with no one to call
it's a small town now girl
that doesn't seem so small
first love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall
with me y'all check it with degree
bring it back upon the m.i.c.
cuz the man's on his knees
small town ways and the g's from the grade
bring me back sunny days
we's that praise haze
y'all tripping through the maze
everyday in the mind want the grape from the vine that was mine
come back y'all to the very first day that we met
cuz i must call it theft
y'all protection and selection of my memory
poet on the mic with degrees saying please
princess y'all my supermodel girl
bring ya back pretty princess
cuz i like to rock your world one time
smooth sweet like wine

Love On You歌词

Amber

简介：

ooh, look at all this company coming round tonight
even catherine o'hara's come by to say hello
you really wanna know?
well, i'll tell you,
i might have to pour myself another little moonshine...
here we go:
it was a sweet and frosty may
in the town of thunder bay
when dale and wendy day went out to sweetbrush lake
they found a weeping willow,
sat down to do the thunder bay a go go
well the wind was real soft,
poor little wendy just had to break
later on that month, dale went for pepper lunch
at the "we're all in this together diner"
the pea soup was fine,
the corncob on time,
chili dogs even finer
but the real reason was that wendy was workin' counter
those two little kids just couldn't get enough of each other
dale broke out like a man and said
"wendy i think i want to take your hand!
and make little children
and live beyond the sand
and with respect to the clouds and the colony of your eyes"
that day we made love i'm gonna call our little child amber jones.
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
what's it like being pretty?
now everyone knows
that if you're going to run a successful cafe
you have to hire the prettiest waitress.
amber, turns out,
had been working at the pepper lunch cafe
just like her mother did twenty years earlier
and it boils down to this very simple doctrine
given to her by ralph habbasham, the owner.
ralph says the customer's always right
and the customers here are mostly men
and though it don't seem from table two to sixteen
all men do is dream
of falling in love just like women.
now watching from table twenty
was a man from new york city
who was most impressed with amber's poses.
he said "come over here missy
i got's a kinda proposition that is
if you're willing to listen."
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
now she was just everywhere,
i mean little girls wanted to be like her,
little boys wanted to be with her.
even mothers somehow altered their physique
just to be a little closer
to what amber represented.
one day, amber who likes the sweetbrush diner
where she used to work at
really missed those coconut cake cucumbers
and made out with a giant flesh missile on the top of her forehead.
poor little amber couldn't do a thing about it
and her poor career went
kinda downhill as the people outside her hotel room penthouse
cried out,
well you know what they cried out.
hey supermodel set the rest of us free
there ain't no genie in the bottle
or in that magazine
hey supermodel
what's it like being a teen dream?
shackles, shackles, shackles on my heart.
i loved you from the very first day from the start
but you left call it theft of the heart
bring me back the spark pretty girl,
pretty princess that is left
bright lights in the glitter,
the shine of the night dreamed of the city
cuz you dreamed of flight
but it's timber
watch these trees that are falling
pretty little princess with no one to call
it's a small town now girl
that doesn't seem so small
first love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall
with me y'all check it with degree
bring it back upon the m.i.c.
cuz the man's on his knees
small town ways and the g's from the grade
bring me back sunny days
we's that praise haze
y'all tripping through the maze
everyday in the mind want the grape from the vine that was mine
come back y'all to the very first day that we met
cuz i must call it theft
y'all protection and selection of my memory
poet on the mic with degrees saying please
princess y'all my supermodel girl
bring ya back pretty princess
cuz i like to rock your world one time
smooth sweet like wine