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Barclay James Harvest
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The Streets Of San Francisco
作词:Lees John
On a cold misty night At the corner of Haight She stood with a Colt 45 The gun in her hand, awaiting her man A victim to take by surprise
She's the Golden Gate Park killer She's the scourge of 'Frisco bay Where she got herself beat up and left for dead
By a man she felt true love for But who left her out of hand Now she's out to take revenge on every man As she stands there with a pistol in her hand
The victim arrives (The victim arrives) She looks in his eyes (Looks in his eyes) He goes for the gun in her hand
Karl Malden was great 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 (Unlike the film, though) But just a bit late (This was the real show) And got it right between the eyes
She's the Golden Gate Park killer She's the scourge of 'Frisco bay Where she got herself beat up and left for dead
By a man she felt true love for But who left her out of hand Now she's out to take revenge on every man As she stands there with a pistol in her hand
She's the Golden Gate Park killer She's the scourge of 'Frisco bay Where she got herself beat up and left for dead
By a man she felt true love for But who left her out of hand Now she's out to take revenge on every man As she stands there with a pistol in her hand
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