Lirik Lagu Not A Bad Thing - Terri Clark
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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.
(Matraca Berg/Bryant/Johnny Russ)
I'm sittin' in this cafe,People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think.That's not a bad thing.The coffee keeps on coming,The waiter who keeps smilin' as I'm ridin' on a river of caffeine,An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.I used to say: "It just ain't right."How could anybody ever have any fun,Without somebody, without someone?It never dawned on me,The possibility,That it's not a bad thing.
Those naggin' thoughts about you,How I left without you tonight:You know, they're few and far between.The waiter's name is Joey, he told me,And that's when I noticed he ain't wearing any ring.An' that's not a bad thing.
And there is a tug on the edge of my heart,It's you again sayin': "Don't you start lettin' go of me."But I ain't listenin'.For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel,Let it be, let it be real.Let it flow through me,An' wash me clean.That's not a bad thing.
As I'm drivin' home, I'm thinkin',The worst might be over,Or maybe I'm a little bit naive.But the street lights seem brighter,As I walk to my front door,And I'm all alone when I turn the key.An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.I used to say: "It just ain't right."How could anybody ever have any fun,Without somebody, without someone?It never dawned on me,The possibility,That it's not a bad thing.
I'm sittin' in this cafe,People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think.That's not a bad thing.The coffee keeps on coming,The waiter who keeps smilin' as I'm ridin' on a river of caffeine,An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.I used to say: "It just ain't right."How could anybody ever have any fun,Without somebody, without someone?It never dawned on me,The possibility,That it's not a bad thing.
Those naggin' thoughts about you,How I left without you tonight:You know, they're few and far between.The waiter's name is Joey, he told me,And that's when I noticed he ain't wearing any ring.An' that's not a bad thing.
And there is a tug on the edge of my heart,It's you again sayin': "Don't you start lettin' go of me."But I ain't listenin'.For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel,Let it be, let it be real.Let it flow through me,An' wash me clean.That's not a bad thing.
As I'm drivin' home, I'm thinkin',The worst might be over,Or maybe I'm a little bit naive.But the street lights seem brighter,As I walk to my front door,And I'm all alone when I turn the key.An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.I used to say: "It just ain't right."How could anybody ever have any fun,Without somebody, without someone?It never dawned on me,The possibility,That it's not a bad thing.
