Carmen V1 – Georges Bizet
Nghệ sĩ: Georges Bizet
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Hợp âm bài hát (10):
Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem.
Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf.
It's alarming, honestly, how charming she can be.
Fooling everyone telling how she's having fun.
She says, 'You don't want to be like me.
Don't want to see all the things I've seen.'
I'm dying, I'm dying.
She says, 'You don't want to get this way,
Famous and dumb at an early age.'
Lying, I'm lying.
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen.
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes.
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond.
Audio-tune lies. She's still shining
Like lightning, ooh-ooh, white lightning.
Carmen, Carmen, staying up till morning.
Only seventeen, but she walks the streets so mean.
It's alarming, truly, how disarming you can be.
Eating soft ice cream, Coney Island queen.
She says, 'You don't want to be like me,
Looking for fun, getting high for free.'
I'm dying, I'm dying.
She says, 'You don't want to get this way,
Street walk at night and a star by day.'
It's tiring, tiring.
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen.
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes.
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond.
Audio-tune lies. She's still shining
Like lightning, ooh-ooh, white lightning.
Baby's all dressed up with nowhere to go.
That's the little story of the girl you know.
Relying on the kindness of strangers,
Tying cherry knots, smiling, doing party favours.
Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on.
And you're alive again.
Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi,
Tu as besoin de moi,
Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie.
Tu ne peux plus vivre sans moi
Et je mourrais sans toi.
Je tuerais pour toi.
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen.
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes.
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond.
Audio-tune lies. She's still shining
Like lightning, ooh-ooh, white lightning.
Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem.
Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf.
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