慵懒的街道显得如此从容，
我举步走进人群。
在Santa Monica，在散步的路上，
甚至在最寒冷的地方你也可以买到一杯咖啡，
此时你身边的人群穿得光鲜亮丽，
当你每一次转身，都会发现无论何地都是如此相似。
我坐下，我思考，我为什么在这里？
然而在电话里我可以装扮成任何人，
装扮任何我想装扮的人，
我可以是一个超级名模，也可以是一个普通的诺曼第邮差，
而你能察觉到其中的不同吗？
在Santa Monica, 每一个人都要给自己取一个时髦的名字，
“Jake” 或者“Mandy”等等，诸如此类，
就连他们的身体也是如此时髦。
在Santa Monica, 在那林荫大道，
你躲闪着身边的溜冰者，
以免自己被撞翻在地。
我从未感到如此的孤独，从未感到如此迷茫。
我从未有过如此的感觉。
然而在电话里我可以装扮成任何人，
装扮任何我想装扮的人，
我可以是一个超级名模，也可以是一个普通的诺曼第邮差，
而你能察觉到其中的不同吗？
在电话里我可以是任何身高，任何年纪，只要我想，
我可以是一个身披斗篷的十字军战士，亦或是一个外太空的入侵者。
而你能察觉到其中的不同吗？”
In Santa Monica, in the wintertime,
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica, you get your coffee from
The coolest places on the promenade
Where people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn
It's there.
I sit and wonder what am I doing here?
But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be.
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?
In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely,
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this
But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?
Or would you?
But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?
