歌词语境宇宙
She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture
On his wall and it＇s a sailor in a new port every night
Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent
She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture
On his wall and it＇s a sailor in a new port every night
Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent