Lirik Lagu Anyone For Tennis - Eric Clapton
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Twice upon a time in the valley of the tearsAn auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading yearsAnd the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beerWhile the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheerAnd the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hopeWith jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopesAnd you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lies.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zooYou can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water tooAnd fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beerWhile the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheerAnd the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hopeWith jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopesAnd you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lies.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zooYou can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water tooAnd fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice.Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
