当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > Cut The Cake歌词
  • CUT THE CA
    KEWhen I heard the news
    I nearly lost my breath
    My heart stopped
    And I held my chest
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    I bought ten copies of the paper
    Tried to buy them all
    But they wouldn't let me
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Cut out the clip
    And wallpapered my wall
    I took it to work
    To make copies so
    I could paper thewhole house
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    I scanned it too
    So I could show it to my out-of-townfriends
    I wrote a letter to the editor
    To give praise and a mention
    To the names they forgot
    And the answers they didn't question
    And those answers they didn't question
    So what's one to do
    With all this fame and glory
    Hire a PR firm
    To tell the rest of the story
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Write it down quick
    So I can make the 4 o'clock news
    I know it's only local
    But if it's what they choose
    We'll celebrate over dinner,
    Maybe dancing too
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Who cut the cake?
    Without any warning
    Who cut the cake?
    With my special knife
    Into tiny little pieces for every fella's wife
  • CUT THE CA
    KEWhen I heard the news
    I nearly lost my breath
    My heart stopped
    And I held my chest
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    I bought ten copies of the paper
    Tried to buy them all
    But they wouldn't let me
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Cut out the clip
    And wallpapered my wall
    I took it to work
    To make copies so
    I could paper thewhole house
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    I scanned it too
    So I could show it to my out-of-townfriends
    I wrote a letter to the editor
    To give praise and a mention
    To the names they forgot
    And the answers they didn't question
    And those answers they didn't question
    So what's one to do
    With all this fame and glory
    Hire a PR firm
    To tell the rest of the story
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Write it down quick
    So I can make the 4 o'clock news
    I know it's only local
    But if it's what they choose
    We'll celebrate over dinner,
    Maybe dancing too
    How could it be true, how could itbe true?
    Who cut the cake?
    Without any warning
    Who cut the cake?
    With my special knife
    Into tiny little pieces for every fella's wife