Stay (I Missed You)的吉他谱
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Stay (I Missed You)的歌词
Well, you meh ma ma noo ne ma nno ma naaeba soo la da, no mori na.
Meh moo mah eh tee tah to ee lood a ba, no mori na.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And ooh eh deh la sittador.
Eh ma no ba sitado,
La noo ba seh ta dih vah door.
Emmy bada doofy feh a see ma hava suffin,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Hah da suma dilin baba si ma hussy doobin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Well now, I get low and I get high,
And if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. Stayin' alive.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I'm stayin' alive.
Meh moo mah eh tee tah to ee lood a ba, no mori na.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And ooh eh deh la sittador.
Eh ma no ba sitado,
La noo ba seh ta dih vah door.
Emmy bada doofy feh a see ma hava suffin,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Hah da suma dilin baba si ma hussy doobin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Well now, I get low and I get high,
And if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. Stayin' alive.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I'm stayin' alive.