Titel | What Are You Getting At? |
Komposition | Michael Mann, 1992 |
Originalinterpret | Rusty Nails |
Klicks | 42366 |
Status bei W4L | ? |
Interpret | Titel | Label/Jahr | Platz |
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Rusty Nails | "But Not The Blue Number" | S.T.G., 1992 |
Sometimes you make me feel so good
And other times feel so bad
Sometimes you make me happy
But most of all I'm only getting mad
Sometimes you say you love me
And other times you say that you don't
Sometimes you say you stay with me
But I know many moments
That I think you won't
'Cause I've seen a lot of your books
I've read about your film
I like the taste of your hair
the ideas that you wear
They are the best I've ever seen
I'm not so sure
What you're getting at
What are you getting at
Sometimes I think I love you, too
Other times I think that I don't
Sometimes I'd like to talk to you
But I know many moments That I think I won't
When you're not near I long to see you
Till that longing gets too much
I phone you up late at night
Like cat and dog we start another fight
'Cause I've seen a lot of your books…
Everytime I think of you
My heart starts beating faster
But when it comes to talk to you
We end up in desaster
And I'm not so sure
Not so sure
What you're getting at
What are you getting at
And other times feel so bad
Sometimes you make me happy
But most of all I'm only getting mad
Sometimes you say you love me
And other times you say that you don't
Sometimes you say you stay with me
But I know many moments
That I think you won't
'Cause I've seen a lot of your books
I've read about your film
I like the taste of your hair
the ideas that you wear
They are the best I've ever seen
I'm not so sure
What you're getting at
What are you getting at
Sometimes I think I love you, too
Other times I think that I don't
Sometimes I'd like to talk to you
But I know many moments That I think I won't
When you're not near I long to see you
Till that longing gets too much
I phone you up late at night
Like cat and dog we start another fight
'Cause I've seen a lot of your books…
Everytime I think of you
My heart starts beating faster
But when it comes to talk to you
We end up in desaster
And I'm not so sure
Not so sure
What you're getting at
What are you getting at