Lirik Lagu Budapest - Jethro Tull
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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.
I think she was a middle-distance runner...(the translation wasn't clear).Could be a budding stately hero.International competition in a year.She was a good enough reason for a party...(well, you couldn't keep up on a hard track mile)while she ran a perfect circle.And she wore a perfect smilein Budapest... hot night in Budapest.
We had to cozzy up in the old gymnasium...dusting off the mandolins and checking on the gear.She was helping out at the back-stage...stopping hearts and chilling beer.Yes, and her legs went on for ever.Like staring up at infinitythrough a wisp of cotton pantyalong a skin of satin sea.Hot night in Budapest.
You could cut the heat, peel it back with the wrong side of a knife.Feel it blowing from the sidefills. Feel like you were playing for your life(if not the money).Hot night in Budapest.
She bent down to fill the ice boxand stuffed some more warm white wine inlike some weird unearthly visionwearing only T-shirt, pants and skin.You know, it rippled, just a hint of muscle.But the boys and me were heading westso we left her to the late crewand a hot night in Budapest.It was a hot night in Budapest.
She didn't speak much English language...(she didn't speak much anyway).She wouldn't make love, but she could make good sandwichand she poured sweet wine before we played.
Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha. Let's watch her now.
I thought I saw her at the late night restaurant.She would have sent blue shivers down the wall.But she didn't grace our table.In fact, she wasn't there at all.Yes, and her legs went on forever.Like staring up at infinity.Her heart was spinning to the west-landsand she didn't care to bethat night in Budapest.Hot night in Budapest.
We had to cozzy up in the old gymnasium...dusting off the mandolins and checking on the gear.She was helping out at the back-stage...stopping hearts and chilling beer.Yes, and her legs went on for ever.Like staring up at infinitythrough a wisp of cotton pantyalong a skin of satin sea.Hot night in Budapest.
You could cut the heat, peel it back with the wrong side of a knife.Feel it blowing from the sidefills. Feel like you were playing for your life(if not the money).Hot night in Budapest.
She bent down to fill the ice boxand stuffed some more warm white wine inlike some weird unearthly visionwearing only T-shirt, pants and skin.You know, it rippled, just a hint of muscle.But the boys and me were heading westso we left her to the late crewand a hot night in Budapest.It was a hot night in Budapest.
She didn't speak much English language...(she didn't speak much anyway).She wouldn't make love, but she could make good sandwichand she poured sweet wine before we played.
Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha. Let's watch her now.
I thought I saw her at the late night restaurant.She would have sent blue shivers down the wall.But she didn't grace our table.In fact, she wasn't there at all.Yes, and her legs went on forever.Like staring up at infinity.Her heart was spinning to the west-landsand she didn't care to bethat night in Budapest.Hot night in Budapest.
