文本歌词

I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair - Ella Fitzgerald
Written by：Richard Rod
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outta my arms
And send him on his way
Don't try to patch it up
Tear it up tear it up
Wash him out dry him out
Push him out fly him out
Cancel him and let him go
Yea sister
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way
If a man don't understand you
If you fly on separate beams
Waste no time make a change
Ride that man right off your range
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
If you laugh at different comics
If you root for different teams
Waste no time weep no more
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
Oh no Oh no
I'm gonna rub wash wave rub that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna rub wash wave rub that man right outta my hair
Don't try to patch it up
Tear it up tear it up
Wash him out dry him out
Push him out fly him out
Cancel him and let him go
Yea sister
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair
And send him on his way
And send him on his way
I'm gonna send him send him on his way