Lirik Lagu Marie's The Name (His Latest Flame) - The Smiths
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Very old friendCame by todayAs he was telling everyone in townOf all the love that he'd just found
And Marie's the name (of his latest flame)
Talked and talkedAnd I heard him sayThat she had the longest blackest hairPrettiest green eyes anywhere
And Marie's the name (of his latest flame)
The last night of the fairBy the big wheel generatorA boy is stabbedHis money is grabbedAnd the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is FamousShe is FunnyAn engagement ringDoesn't mean a thingTo a mind consumed by brass (money), oh
The last night of the fairFrom a seat on a whirling waltzerHer skirt ascends for a watching eyeIt's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)From a seat on a whirling waltzerHer skirt ascends for a watching eyeA hideous trait (on her mother's side)
Then someone falls in loveSomeone's beaten upSomeone's beaten upAnd the senses being dulled are mineAnd someone falls in loveSomeone's beaten upAnd the senses being dulled are mine
This is the last night of the fairAnd the grease in the hairOf a speedway operatorIs all a tremulous heart requiresA schoolgirl is deniedShe said : "How quickly would I dieIf I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
This is the last night of the fairAnd the grease in the hairOf a speedway operatorIs all a tremulous heart requiresA schoolgirl is deniedShe said : "How quickly would I dieOh, if I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
...Oh, walk home aloneI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devoutI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devoutI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devout
And Marie's the name (of his latest flame)
Talked and talkedAnd I heard him sayThat she had the longest blackest hairPrettiest green eyes anywhere
And Marie's the name (of his latest flame)
The last night of the fairBy the big wheel generatorA boy is stabbedHis money is grabbedAnd the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is FamousShe is FunnyAn engagement ringDoesn't mean a thingTo a mind consumed by brass (money), oh
The last night of the fairFrom a seat on a whirling waltzerHer skirt ascends for a watching eyeIt's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)From a seat on a whirling waltzerHer skirt ascends for a watching eyeA hideous trait (on her mother's side)
Then someone falls in loveSomeone's beaten upSomeone's beaten upAnd the senses being dulled are mineAnd someone falls in loveSomeone's beaten upAnd the senses being dulled are mine
This is the last night of the fairAnd the grease in the hairOf a speedway operatorIs all a tremulous heart requiresA schoolgirl is deniedShe said : "How quickly would I dieIf I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
This is the last night of the fairAnd the grease in the hairOf a speedway operatorIs all a tremulous heart requiresA schoolgirl is deniedShe said : "How quickly would I dieOh, if I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
...Oh, walk home aloneI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devoutI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devoutI might walk home aloneBut my faith in love is still devout
