Lirik Lagu The Ghosts Of Saturday Night (After Hours At Napoleone's Pizza House) - Tom Waits
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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
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- 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.
A cab combs the snake,Tryin' to rake in that last night's fare,And a solitary sailorWho spends the facts of his life like small change on strangers...
Paws his inside P-coat pocket for a welcome twenty-five cents,And the last bent butt from a package of Kents,As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyesAnd marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair.
Her rhinestone-studded moniker says, "Irene"As she wipes the wisps of dishwater blonde from her eyes
And the Texaco beacon burns on,The steel-belted attendant with a 'Ring and Valve Special'...Cryin' "Fill'er up and check that oil""You know it could be your distributor and it could be your coil."
The early mornin' final edition's on the stands,And that town cryer's cryin' there with nickels in his hands.Pigs in a blanket sixty-nine cents,Eggs - roll 'em over and a package of Kents,Adam and Eve on a log, you can sink 'em damn straight,Hash browns, hash browns, you know I can't be late.
And the early dawn cracks out a carpet of diamondAcross a cash crop car lot filled with twilight Coupe Devilles,Leaving the town in the keepingOf the one who is sweepingUp the ghosts of Saturday night...
Paws his inside P-coat pocket for a welcome twenty-five cents,And the last bent butt from a package of Kents,As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyesAnd marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair.
Her rhinestone-studded moniker says, "Irene"As she wipes the wisps of dishwater blonde from her eyes
And the Texaco beacon burns on,The steel-belted attendant with a 'Ring and Valve Special'...Cryin' "Fill'er up and check that oil""You know it could be your distributor and it could be your coil."
The early mornin' final edition's on the stands,And that town cryer's cryin' there with nickels in his hands.Pigs in a blanket sixty-nine cents,Eggs - roll 'em over and a package of Kents,Adam and Eve on a log, you can sink 'em damn straight,Hash browns, hash browns, you know I can't be late.
And the early dawn cracks out a carpet of diamondAcross a cash crop car lot filled with twilight Coupe Devilles,Leaving the town in the keepingOf the one who is sweepingUp the ghosts of Saturday night...
