作词 : Kərong金可蓉
作曲 : Kərong金可蓉
Writer & Performer: Kərong
Mixer: ffjigft
Nothing compares with her little black dress
dresses it like Winona does
Underneath is her rosy skin
Hot and cold has her temper been
Tulip red lips on Champaign glass
Surrounded by blondies and billionaires
But unhappy look on her funny face
So many troubles trouble this amorous mind
The sun comes up, and she wakes up
She becomes a broken daughter and a hopeless mess
Reality, reality
She’d better go back to sleep
Good temper bad temper
Swinging like the rain in the summer
A girl fears nothing but being ugly
In addition maybe lack of money
Sunny night, rainy day
Lousy afternoon, wrong tune piano
Eat up the fridge, drink one liter of whiskey
“I want my little black dress back!”