Wherever Moon River (Album Version) - Tapboy.lrc

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[00:00.00] 编曲 : Tapboy
[00:08.08]Years from now, years and years
[00:11.32]I’ll be back...
[00:13.23]me and my nine Brazilian brats
[00:17.01]They’ll be dark like Jose, of course,
[00:19.65]but they’ll have bright green, beautiful eyes.
[00:24.64]I’ll bring them back, all right, because they must see this.
[00:29.63]Oh, I love New York.
[00:31.80]Then why are you leaving? What’s in it for you anyway?
[00:36.71]Look, I know what you’re thinking, and I don’t blame you.
[00:39.35]I’ve always thrown out such a jazzy line,
[00:42.72]but really, except for darken yourself,
[00:44.34]Jose’s my first nonrat romance.
[00:47.53]Not that he’s my idea of the absolute finito.
[00:51.21]He’s too prim and cautious to be my absolute ideal.
[00:55.49]Now, if I could choose from anybody alive, I wouldn’t pick Jose.
[00:58.92]Nero, maybe, or Albert Schweitzer... or Leonard Bernstein.
[01:05.81]But I am mad about Jose.
[01:07.74]I honestly think I’d give up smoking if he asked me.
[01:13.54]Come on, darling. Let’s eat. It’s getting late.
[01:18.32]I’m leaving tomorrow, and I haven’t even begun to pack.
[01:37.37](typing)
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编曲 : Tapboy
Years from now, years and years
I’ll be back...
me and my nine Brazilian brats
They’ll be dark like Jose, of course,
but they’ll have bright green, beautiful eyes.
I’ll bring them back, all right, because they must see this.
Oh, I love New York.
Then why are you leaving? What’s in it for you anyway?
Look, I know what you’re thinking, and I don’t blame you.
I’ve always thrown out such a jazzy line,
but really, except for darken yourself,
Jose’s my first nonrat romance.
Not that he’s my idea of the absolute finito.
He’s too prim and cautious to be my absolute ideal.
Now, if I could choose from anybody alive, I wouldn’t pick Jose.
Nero, maybe, or Albert Schweitzer... or Leonard Bernstein.
But I am mad about Jose.
I honestly think I’d give up smoking if he asked me.
Come on, darling. Let’s eat. It’s getting late.
I’m leaving tomorrow, and I haven’t even begun to pack.
(typing)