I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

歌手:Taylor Swift

所属专辑:THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT

发行时间:2024-04-19

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

[00:05.362] The smoke cloud billows out his mouth

[00:08.541] Like a freight train through a small town

[00:14.372] The jokes that he told across the bar

[00:17.461] Were revolting and far too loud

[00:23.017] They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

[00:27.483] Tell 'em he's my man

[00:30.903] But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger

[00:35.454] I can fix him, no really I can

[00:41.276] And only I can

[00:45.787] The dopamine races through his brain

[00:48.840] On a six-lane Texas highway

[00:54.709] His hand, so calloused from his pistol

[00:57.769] Softly traces hearts on my face

[01:03.184] And I could see it from a mile away

[01:06.586] A perfect case for my certain skillset

[01:12.115] He had a halo of the highest grade

[01:16.025] He just hadn't met me yet

[01:21.360] They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

[01:25.835] Tell 'em he's my man

[01:29.261] But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger

[01:33.734] I can fix him, no really I can

[01:39.562] And only I can

[01:43.236] Good boy, that's right

[01:47.662] Come close, I'll show you heaven

[01:51.143] If you'll be an angel all night

[01:56.089] Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man

[02:04.243] No really I can

[02:10.708] They shook their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

[02:15.132] Told 'em he's my man

[02:18.565] But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger

[02:23.106] I can fix him, no really I can

[02:28.658] Whoa, maybe I can't

作词 : Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

作曲 : Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

The smoke cloud billows out his mouth

Like a freight train through a small town

The jokes that he told across the bar

Were revolting and far too loud

They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

Tell 'em he's my man

But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger

I can fix him, no really I can

And only I can

The dopamine races through his brain

On a six-lane Texas highway

His hand, so calloused from his pistol

Softly traces hearts on my face

And I could see it from a mile away

A perfect case for my certain skillset

He had a halo of the highest grade

He just hadn't met me yet

They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

Tell 'em he's my man

But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger

I can fix him, no really I can

And only I can

Good boy, that's right

Come close, I'll show you heaven

If you'll be an angel all night

Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man

No really I can

They shook their heads, saying, "God help her" when I

Told 'em he's my man

But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger

I can fix him, no really I can

Whoa, maybe I can't

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