paroles de chanson Lush Life (Live at Perkins Palace, Los Angeles, CA, 4/16/1982) - Rickie Lee Jones
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                visit 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                very 
                                                gay 
                                                places
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                come-what-may 
                                                places
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                visit 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                very 
                                                gay 
                                                places
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                one 
                                                relaxes 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                axis 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                wheel 
                                                of 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                feel 
                                                of 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                jazz 
                                                and 
                                                cocktails.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                girls 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                had 
                                                sad 
                                                and 
                                                sullen 
                                                gray 
                                                faces
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                distingue 
                                                traces
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                there 
                                                -- 
                                                You 
                                                could 
                                                see 
                                                where 
                                                they'd 
                                                been 
                                                washed 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Twelve 
                                                o'clock 
                                                tales
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                you 
                                                came 
                                                along 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                siren 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                tempt 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                madness...
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                while 
                                                that 
                                                your 
                                                poignant 
                                                smile
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                tinged 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                sadness...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                great 
                                                love 
                                                for 
                                                me.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ah 
                                                yes, 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                wrong.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Again, 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                wrong.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                is 
                                                lonely 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                only 
                                                last 
                                                year, 
                                                everything 
                                                seemed 
                                                so 
                                                sure.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                life 
                                                is 
                                                awful 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                trough 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                hearts 
                                                could 
                                                only 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                bore.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                week 
                                                in 
                                                Paris 
                                                will 
                                                ease 
                                                the 
                                                bite 
                                                of 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                    I 
                                                care 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                smile 
                                                in 
                                                spite 
                                                of 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                forget 
                                                you, 
                                                    I 
                                                will
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                yet 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burning 
                                                inside 
                                                my 
                                                brain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Romance 
                                                is 
                                                mush
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stifling 
                                                those 
                                                who 
                                                strive
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                live 
                                                    a 
                                                lush 
                                                life 
                                                in 
                                                some 
                                                small 
                                                dive
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there 
                                                I'll 
                                                be, 
                                                while 
                                                    I 
                                                rot 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                those 
                                                whose 
                                                lives 
                                                are 
                                                lonely 
                                                too.
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Chuck E's in Love
2 On Saturday Afternoons in 1963
3 Night Train
4 Young Blood
5 Easy Money
6 The Last Chance Texaco
7 Danny's All-Star Joint
8 Coolsville
9 Weasel and the White Boys Cool
10 Company
11 After Hours (Twelve Bars Past Midnight)
12 We Belong Together
13 Living It Up
14 Skeletons
15 Woody and Dutch on the Slow Train to Peking
16 Pirates (So Long Lonely Avenue)
17 A Lucky Guy
18 Traces of the Western Slopes
19 The Returns
20 Lush Life (Live at Perkins Palace, Los Angeles, CA, 4/16/1982)
21 Letters from the 9th Ward / Walk Away Rene
22 Hey, Bub
23 My Funny Valentine (Live at Roxy, Los Angeles, CA, 4/18/1982)
24 Under the Boardwalk
25 Rainbow Sleeves
26 So Long
27 Prelude to Gravity
28 Gravity
29 Juke Box Fury
30 It Must Be Love
31 Magazine
32 The Real End
33 Deep Space
34 Runaround
35 Rorschachs [Theme For The Pope]
36 Rorschachs [The Unsigned Painting / The Weird Beast]
37 The Horses - Live Acoustic Version
38 Weasel And The White Boys Cool - Live Acoustic Version
39 Altar Boy - Live Acoustic Version
40 It Must Be Love - Live Acoustic Version
41 Young Blood - Live Acoustic Version
42 The Last Chance Texaco - Live Acoustic Version
43 Skeletons - Live Acoustic Version
44 Magazine - Live Acoustic Version
45 Living It Up - Live Acoustic Version
46 We Belong Together - Live Acoustic Version
47 Coolsville - Live Acoustic Version
48 Flying Cowboys - Live Acoustic Version
49 Stewart's Coat - Live Acoustic Version
50 Chuck E.'s In Love - Live Acoustic Version
51 Autumn Leaves - Live Acoustic Version
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