Transfucion,
De magia pura para el corazon
Rimel de miel,
Para corregir la tristeza
Tattoo mental
Para marcarse la imaginacion
Tragos de luz
Para alegrarse la vida
Television,
Para borrarse de la transmision
Revolver sexual,
Para la ruleta rusa
Y no se tu
Ni que diras
Pero no hay nada mucho que pensar
La oscuridad
Me acecha incredula
Nada que pueda perder
Nada que no pueda hacer
Algo que te alivie
Algo que me cure
Nada que pueda perder
Nada que no pueda hacer
Algo que te alivie
Algo que me cure
Transfucion,
De magia pura para el corazon
Rimel de miel,
Para corregir la tristeza
Television,
Para borrarse de la transmision
Revolver sexual
Para la ruleta rusa
Y no se tu
Ni que diras
Pero no hay nada mucho que pensar
La oscuridad
Me acecha incredula
Nada que pueda perder
Nada que no pueda hacer
Algo que te alivie
Algo que me cure
Nada que pueda perder
Nada que no pueda hacer
Algo que te alivie
Algo que me cure
No hay nada que pueda perder
Que pueda hacer
Que no pueda amar
Que pueda soñar
miércoles, 19 de mayo de 2010
Nada - Zoe & Bunbury
lunes, 22 de febrero de 2010
What's Up - 4 Non Blondes
Twenty - five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
And I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Ooh, ooh ooh
And I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time, in this institution
And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty - five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
domingo, 17 de enero de 2010
Lady Gaga - Bad Romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your head
I want you leather studed kiss in the scene
I want your love
love-love-love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho
Your vertical stick
Want you in my rear window
baby your sick
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
move that bitch c-crazy
walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
move that bitch crazy
walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
I'm a free bitch baby
I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends
J'veux ton amour
et j'veux ton revenge
J'veux ton amour
I don’t wanna be friends
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah!
GaGa-oo-la-la!
Want your bad romance
lunes, 21 de diciembre de 2009
Aunque no sea conmmigo-Enrrique Bunbury
A placer,
puedes tomarte el tiempo necesario
que por mi parte yo estare esperando
el dia en que te decidas a volver
y ser feliz como antes fuimos
Se muy bien
que como yo estaras sufriendo a diario
la soledad de dos amantes que al dejarse
esta luchando cada quien por no encontrarse
Y no es por eso
que halla dejado quererte un solo dia
estoy contigo aunque estes lejos de mi vida
por tu felicidad
a costa de la mia
Pero si ahora tienes
tan solo la mitad del gran amor
que aun te tengo
puedes jurar que al que te tiene lo bendigo
quiero que seas feliz
aunque no sea conmigo.
lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2009
Shakira - Lo Hecho Esta Hecho
En la suite 16
Lo que empieza no termina
Del mini bar al eden
Y en muy mala companía
Era ese sabor en tu piel
A azufre revuelto con miel
Asi que me llene de coraje y me fui a caminar por el lado salvaje
Pense "no me mires asi"
Ya se lo que quieres de mi
Que no hay que ser vidente aquí
Para un mal como tu no hay cuerpo que aguante
Coro:
Lo hecho está hecho
Volvi a tropezar
Con la misma piedra que hubo siempre
Se siente tan bien todo lo que hace mal
Y contigo nunca es suficiente
Como fue
Que paso
Esa noche
Impaciente
Fueron a llamar
La de recepción
Cuando se quejaban de la 17
No puede ser nada normal
Acabar eligiendo tan mal
En materia de hombres soy toda una experta siempre en repetir mis errores
No hay ceguera peor
Que no querer mirar
Cuando te guardabas el anillo dentro del bolsillo y dejarlo pasar
Coro:
Lo hecho está hecho
Volvi a tropezar
Con la misma piedra que hubo siempre
Se siente tan bien todo lo que hace mal
Y contigo nunca es suficiente
Nunca me senti tan fuera de lugar
Nunca tanto se escapo de mi control
Pero todo en este mundo es temporal
Lo eres tu y lo soy yo
Nunca me senti tan fuera de lugar
Nunca tanto se escapo de mi control
Pero todo en este mundo es temporal
Lo eres tu y lo soy yo
En eso no decido yo
Lo hecho está hecho
Volvi a tropezar
Con la misma piedra que hubo siempre
Se siente tan bien todo lo que hace mal
Y contigo nunca es suficiente
Se siente tan bien todo lo que hace mal
Editado por mariO rdGz en 12:04 1 COPAS DE BRANDY
lunes, 26 de octubre de 2009
When Love Takes Over- DJ David Guetta featuring R&B Singer Kelly Rowland
Its complicated, it always is
That’s just the way it goes
Feels like the way it is so long for this
I wonder if it shows
And under water now i can breath
It never felt so good
Cause i can feel it coming over me
I wouldn’t stop it if i could
When love takes over yeaaah
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over yeaaah
‘Cause something’s here tonight
Give me a reason I gotta know
Do you feel it too?
Cant you see me here on overload
And this time I blame you
Hmm looking out for you to hold my hand
It feels like I could fall
Now love me right, like I know you can
We could lose it all
When love takes over yeaaah
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over yeaaah
Cause something’s here tonight
(tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight ....)
I'll be loving all the time, it's true
Cause I want to make it right with you
When love takes over, when love takes over
When love takes over, when love takes over ...
Over, over, over ....
When love takes over yeaaah
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over yeaaah
‘Cause something’s here tonight
domingo, 11 de octubre de 2009
NENA TKM!
Eres de mis consentidas y hoy que es tu cumpleaños quiero que te la pases de lo mejor…sabes que las cosas que estas asiendo no están bien pero te quiero muchísimo y nunca te voy a cambiar y olvidar pase lo que pase.
"I Gotta Feeling" Black Eyed Peas
I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good good night ooh hoo (x4)
Tonight’s the night night
Let’s live it up
I got my money
Let’s spend it up
go out and smash it
like oh my god
Jump off that sofa
Let’s get get crunk
I know that we’ll have a ball
if we get down
and go out
and just loose it all
I feel stressed out
I wanna let it go
Lets go way out spaced out
and loosing all control
Fill up my cup
Mazeltov
Look at her dancing
just take it off
Lets paint the town
We’ll shut it down
Let’s burn the roof
and then we’ll do it again
Lets Do it and do it and do it 1
and do it and do it 2
and do it and do it and live it 3
up and do it, do it
4
do it, do it, and do it 5
and do it and do it and do it 6
and do it and do it and 7
i gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good good night (x2)
Tonight’s the night
let’s live it up
I got my money
Lets spend it up
Go out and smash it
Like Oh My God (oh my god)
Jump off that sofa
Lets kick it up
Fill up my cup (Drink)
Mazel tov (lachiem)
Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)
Just take it off
Lets paint the town
We’ll shut it down (shut it down)
Lets burn the roof
and then we’ll do it again
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
Here we come
here we go
we gotta rock rock
rock rock rock
Easy come
easy go
now we on top
top top top top
Feel the shot
body rock
Rock it don’t stop stop
stop stop
Round and round
up and down
around the clock clock clock clock
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Saturday and Sunday
we keep keep keep keep going up
we know what we say say
party everyday
p-p-p-party everyday
got a feeling (ooooooo ooooooo)
that tonights gonna be a good night
that tonights gonna be a good night
that tonights gonna be a good good night
(oooooooooooo ooooooooooo)
Editado por mariO rdGz en 13:46 1 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Ahhh, Amigos, Amor, Conciencia, Duvalin, Felicitaciones, Hippie, Malas y buenas experiencias, música, Pato aventuras, Rolon, Rumba, Shalalá. Ta shida, YouTuBe
jueves, 8 de octubre de 2009
Take my breath away-Berlin
Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting still anticipating love
Never hesitating to become the fated ones
Turning and returning to some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you, in time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you, and turned to hear you say
If only for today I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion in this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say
Take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
martes, 8 de septiembre de 2009
Bon Jovi - Living on a Prayer
Once upon a time not so long ago:
Tommy used to work on the docks
union's been on strike
He's down on his luck - It's tough
so tough.
Gina works the diner all day
working for her man
She brings home her pay for love
for love.
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not.
We've got each other and that's a lot for love -
We'll give it a shot.
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it
I swear - livin' on a prayer.
Tommy got his six string in hock.
Now he's holding in what he used to make it talk -
So tough
it's tough.
Gina dreams of running away
when she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby
it's okay
someday.
We've got to hold on to what we've got . . .
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer
. . .
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer
. . .
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer
. . .
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer
sábado, 29 de agosto de 2009
Dormilon!
Pero en fin ya me di cuenta que hay veces que imposible no quedarse dormido en el camión.

Aqui les pongo esta rolita... para que despierten
Editado por mariO rdGz en 17:36 2 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Ahhh, Conciencia, Duvalin, Hippie, Humanidad., Malas experiencias., música, Rolon, Shalalá., Ta shida
sábado, 15 de agosto de 2009
¿Que pasa?
La verdad una de las cosas que yo mas aprecio son mis amigos y nunca voy a dejar que les pase algo, sea quien sea, nunca estaré en contra de ello, siempre estaré a su lado para apoyarlos en todo.
Pero en serio ya no quiero mas problemas. ¡Los quiero!
Lights go out and I can`t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Singin, come out if things arent said
Shoot an apple off my head
And a, trouble that cant be named
Tigers waitin to be tamed
Singing, yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna, come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know
Singin, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease
Singin, yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Oh nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Editado por mariO rdGz en 11:22 1 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Amigos, Amor, Conciencia, Duvalin, Hippie, Humanidad., Malas experiencias., Mundo, música, Rolon, Shalalá., YouTuBe
sábado, 1 de agosto de 2009
La ley y Ely Guerra-EL DUELO
Con una lagrima de fe sobre tu piel
Olvide la grieta que dejo tu amor
Pero ese instinto taurino de tu ser
Me obligo a azotarte, uuh, tiernamente
Sin dolor no te haces feliz (x2)
Sin amor...
No sufres ms
Toda esa noche provocaste ver en m
Lo que a nadie muestro en la intimidad
Pero esa forma de mirada que hay en ti
Me obligo a matarte, uuh, lentamente
Sin dolor no te haces feliz (Sin dolor)
Sin dolor no te haces feliz
Sin amor... tiernamente
Sin dolor no te haces feliz (x2)
Sin amor...
Aaah
Sin dolor no te haces feliz (x2)
Sin amor... tiernamente
Sin dolor no te haces feliz (Aaah) (x2)
Sin amor... (Aaah)
No sufres ms
Aaaaaah
jueves, 16 de julio de 2009
Fugees - Killing Me Softly
Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Taking sound boys� lives with this dub,
Killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever,
Embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish,
But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song
Yo l-boogie, take it to the bridge
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
jueves, 9 de julio de 2009
Por ti me casare - Eros Ramazzotti
Por ti me casaré
es evidente
y contigo, claro está, me casaré
por ti me casaré
por tu carácter
que me gusta hasta morir no sé por que
y eso me da más miedo que vergüenza
porque casarse es una adivinanza
por ti me casaré
por tu sonrisa
porque estás casi tan loca como yo
y tenemos en común más de un millón de cosas
(por ti me casaré)
por ejemplo que los odiamos las promesas
...
pero yo seré tu esposo, tú serás mi esposa
y yo
prometeré
que te querré
y tú también prometerás
que me querrás
con tanto miedo
que cruzarás los dedos
por ti me casaré
una cuestión de piel
firmaremos nuestro amor en un papel
y pobre del que se ría
es un estúpido (lo sabe)
no comprende que el amor es simpatía
porque nuestro matrimonio es mucho más que un pacto
(por ti me casaré)
y al final seguro que todo será perfecto
...
aunque somos diferentes somos casi exactos
y yo prometeré
que te querré
y tú también prometerás
que me querrás
hasta la muerte
todo es cuestión de suerte
suerte
por ti me casaré
cuando te encuentre
cuando sepa dónde estás, quién eres tú
Editado por mariO rdGz en 18:36 0 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Ahhh, Amigos, Conciencia, desilucion amorosa, Duvalin, Hippie, Interes, música, Rolon, YouTuBe
jueves, 26 de marzo de 2009
Navengando por alli encontre este video de PEPSI con las hermosuras de Britney Spears, Beyonce y Pink. Chequenlo.
(con Pink, Mya y Lil' Kim)
Lil' Kim:
Where's all my soul sisters
Let me hear y'all flow sisters
Todas:
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Mya:
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said, hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go? oh
Todas:
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey, hey, hey)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (oh yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi,cçe soir (oh oh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Is where he started to freak, yeah
Todas:
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da, da, yeah)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ooh yeah, yeah)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (yeah, yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade, uh
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ohh)
Lil' Kim:
Yeah, yeah, aw
We come through the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when i can spend yours
Disagree, well that's you and i'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, getting love from the Jews
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Betta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
One more time, come on
Todas:
Marmalade (ooh)
Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah)
Marmalade (ohh)
Christina:
Hey, hey, hey
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, oh
Color of cafe au lait, alright
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until he cried
More (more), more (more), more!
Pink:
Now he's back home doing nine to five (nine to five)
Mya:
Living a gray flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep memories keep
More (more), more (more), more!
Todas:
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da, da)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ohh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh)
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (all my sisters, yeah)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ohh)
Missy Elliot:
Christina
Christina:
Moulin...
Missy:
Pink
Pink:
Lady Marmalade
Missy:
Lil' Kim
Lil' Kim:
Hey, hey, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Missy:
Mya
Mya:
Oh, oh, ohh...
Missy:
Rockwilder baby
Pink:
Lady
Missy:
Moulin Rouge
Christina:
Oh ooh
Mya:
Da dum, da dum
Missy:
Misdemeanor here
jueves, 19 de marzo de 2009
M.I.A. PAPER PLANES
I'll fly like a paper get high like planes
Catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here I'll make em all day
I'll get one done in a second if you wait
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Bonafide hustler making my name
All I wanna do (BANG BANG BANG BANG)
And a (CLICK CHING)
And take your money
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit em
A leathal poison pon dey system
No one on the corner had swag like us
Hit me on up on a
Pre paid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going hell
Just pumping that gas
All I wanna do (BANG BANG BANG BANG)
And a (CLICK CHING)
And take your money
Some some some o dem I murder
Some a some I let go
This is MIA
A third world democracy
I got more records than the KGB
So no funny business
Editado por mariO rdGz en 18:47 0 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Rolon, Shalalá. Me gusta, YouTuBe
KISS / I WAS MADE FOR LOVING YOU
UMMM, YEAH
HAAAA
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
TONIGHT I WANNA GIVE IT ALL TO YOU
IN THE DARKNESS
THERE´S SO MUCH I WANNA DO
AND TONIGHT I WANNA LAY IT AT YOUR FEET
´CAUSE GIRL, I WAS MADE FOR YOU
AND GIRL, YOU WERE MADE FOR ME
I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN´T GET ENOUGH OF YOU BABY
CAN YOU GET ENOUGH OF ME
TONIGHT I WANNA SEE IT IN YOUR EYES
FEEL THE MAGIC
THERE´S SOMETHING THAT DRIVES ME WILD
AND TONIGHT WE´RE GONNA MAKE IT ALL COME TRUE
´CAUSE GIRL, YOU WERE MADE FOR ME
AND GIRL I WAS MADE FOR YOU
I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN´T GET ENOUGH OF YOU BABY
CAN YOU GET ENOUGH OF ME
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I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN GIVE IT ALL TO YOU BABY
CAN YOU GIVE IT ALL TO ME
OH, CAN´T GET ENOUGH, OH, OH
I CAN´T GET ENOUGH, OH, OH
I CAN´T GET ENOUGH
YEAH, HA
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN´T GET ENOUGH OF YOU BABY
CAN YOU GET ENOUGH OF ME
OH, I WAS MADE, YOU WERE MADE
I CAN´T GET ENOUGH
NO, I CAN´T GET ENOUGH
I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN´T GET ENOUGH OF YOU BABY
CAN YOU GET ENOUGH OF ME
I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN´ YOU BABY
YOU WERE MADE FOR LOVIN´ ME
AND I CAN GIVE IT ALL TO YOU BABY
lunes, 9 de febrero de 2009
Estelle - American boy
Dis is da numba one champion sound
Yeah, Estelle we 'bout to get down
We da hottest in the world right now.
Just touched down in London town.
Bet they give me a pound.
Better put the money in my hand right now.
Tell the promoter we need more seats,
We just sold out all the floor seats.
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
I really want to, come pick it with you.
You'll be my American Boy.
He said, Hey Sister.
It's really really nice to meet ya.
I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type.
Like the way he speak here, his confidence is peaking.
Don't like his baggy jeans but I'm a like what's underneath them.
And no I ain't been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York's wide awake.
But first let's see the west end.
I'll show you to my bedroom.
I'm like this American Boy. American Boy.
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
I really want to come pick it with you.
You'll be my American Boy. American Boy.
Can we get away this weekend.
Take me to Broadway.
Let's go shopping maybe then we'll go to a Cafe.
Let's go on the subway.
Take me to your hood.
I neva been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good.
Dress in all your fancy clothes.
Sneaker's looking Fresh to death I'm lovin' those Shell Toes.
Walkin' that walk.
Talk that slick talk.
I'm likin' this American Boy. American Boy.
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
I really want to come pick it with you.
You'll be my American Boy.
Let them know a gwan blud
Who killin' em in the UK.
Everybody gonna to say you K, reluctantly,
Because most of this press don't f**k with me.
Estelle once said to me, cool down down
Don't act a fool now now.
I always act a fool oww oww.
Ain't nothing new now now.
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin'.
White Pino I know what you're drinkin'.
Rap singer. Chain Blinger.
Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin.
What's you're persona,
About this Americana Rhymer.
Am I shallow cause all my clothes designer.
Dressed smart like a London Bloke.
Before he speak his suit bespoke.
And you thought he was cute before.
Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke.
And I know you're not into all that.
I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that CAAASH.
Cause a lot wags wanna hear it.
And I'm feelin' like Mike at his Baddest.
The Pips at they Gladys.
And I know they love it.
So to hell with all that rubbish.
Would you be my love, my love.
Could be mine
Would you be my love my love,
Could you be mine
Could you be my love, my love.
Would you be my American Boy. American Boy
Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay
I really want to, come pick it with you
You'll be my American boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
I really want to come kick it with you.
You'll be my American Boy
La da da, da da, de da
La da da, da da, de da
American boy
Editado por mariO rdGz en 10:01 1 COPAS DE BRANDY
Etiquetas: Duvalin, Lo vi en la TV, Rolon, YouTuBe
viernes, 30 de enero de 2009
Black Eyed Peas-Shut Up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
[Chorus]
We try to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy
Girl, me and you were just fine (you know)
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know)
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture
[Chorus]
Why does he know she gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
Cuz fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showin him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transistion
Girl lip so much she tryin to get you to listen
Few mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street sayin
�Who the hell?!?�
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and
[Chorus]
Girl our love is dyin
Why can't you stop tryin
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do bad
Let's forget the past
And let's start this new plan
Why? Cuz it's the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right
Cuz I heard them lame dame excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you're usless
Whhoooaaaa
[Chorus]
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is [repeat]
