笨小笨Hard Lovin’ Loser (Live)歌词由Judy Collins演唱，出自专辑《A Portrait Of Today (Live New York ’72)》，下面是《Hard Lovin’ Loser (Live)》完整版歌词！
Hard Lovin’ Loser (Live)歌词完整版
Hard Lovin' Loser - Judy Collins
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He's the kind of guy
他是那种
Puts on a motorcycle jacket
穿上摩托车夹克
And he weighs about
他的体重
A hundred and five
一百零五
He's the kind of surfer
他是那种喜欢冲浪的人
Got a ho daddy haircut
找了个女人做爸爸的发型
And you wonder how
你想知道
He'll ever survive
他会幸免于难
He's the kind of frogman
他是那种蛙人
Wearing twenty pounds
穿着二十磅重的衣服
Of counter weights and
与重量抗衡
Sinking in the sea like a stone
像石头一样沉入大海
He's the kind of soldier
他是那种
Got no sense of direction
没有方向感
And they send him
他们派他来
In the jungle alone
一个人在丛林里
But when the
但当
Frost's on the pumpkin
南瓜结了霜
And the litle girls are jumping
姑娘们欢呼雀跃
He's a hard loving son of a gun
他是个铁石心肠的人
He's got em waiting downstairs
他让他们在楼下等着
Just to sample his affairs
只想体验一下他的事情
And they call him
他们给他打电话
A spoonful of fun
一勺乐趣
He's the kind of person
他是那种
Going riding on a skateboard
去玩滑板
And his mind's raging
他心烦意乱
Out of control
失去控制
He's the kind of person
他是那种
Goes to drive a Maserati
开着玛莎拉蒂
Puts his key inside
把他的钥匙放进去
The wrong little hole
一个错误的小洞
He's the kind of ski bum
他是那种喜欢滑雪的
Tearing wild down the mountain
疯狂地冲下高山
Hits a patch where
找到一片乐土
There ain't any snow
没有下雪
He's the kind of cowboy
他是那种放纵不羁的人
Got a hot trigger finger
扣下扳机扣动扳机
Shoots his boot cause
朝他开枪因为
He's drawing kind of slow
他画得有点慢
But when he comes in for bowling
但当他来打保龄球时
He's an expert at rolling
他是卷面专家
Sets the pins up
设下定位
And lays em right down
把它们全部放下
He's got em taking off their heels
他让他们脱掉高跟鞋
And they like the way he feels
他们喜欢他的感觉
And they call him a carnival clown
他们叫他狂欢节小丑
Well he's got a parachute
他有降落伞
And screaming like Geronimo
像Geronimo一样尖叫
And makes a little hole
留下一个小洞
In the ground
埋在地下
He's the kind of logger
他是那种伐木工
When the man hollers timber
当那个男人大声吼叫
Got to stop and look
必须停下来好好看看
Around for the sound
四处寻找声音
He's the kind of artist
他是那种艺术家
Rents a groovy little attic
租了一间时髦的阁楼
And discovers that he
发现他
Can't grow a beard
不能留胡子
He's the human cannonball
他就像人体炮弹
Come in for a landing
降落在这里
And he wonders where
他想知道
The net disappeared
渔网消失了
But when he takes off his shoes
但当他脱掉鞋子
It won't come as news
这不会成为新闻
That they're lining up
他们排着队
On threes and in twos
三三两两
He's got em pounding on the door
他让他们不停地敲门
Got em begging for some more
让他们苦苦哀求
He's got em pounding on the door
他让他们不停地敲门
Got em begging for some more
让他们苦苦哀求
And they call him
他们给他打电话
Whatever they choose
无论他们选择什么
