I wanna go on a lovin' spree
Wanna love until there’s just ain’ nothing left of me
But I wouldn’t go on a lovin' spree with anyone else but you
I wanna go on a haggin’ binge
Wanna hug until my arms is comin’ off the hinge
But I wouldn't go on a hugin binge with anyone else but you
Kiss me hard
Kiss me strong
Kiss me harder
Kiss me long
Kiss me right
Kiss me wrong
Let’s go crazy
I wanna go on a lovin' spree
Wanna love so you just gotta keep me a company
coz I wouldn’t go on a lovin spree with anyone else but you
I wanna go on a haggin' binge
Wanna hug until my arms is comin' off the hinge
But I wouldn't go on a huggin' binge with anyone else but you
Kiss me hard
Kiss me strong
Kiss me harder
Kiss me long
Kiss me right
Kiss me wrong
Let’s go crazy
I wanna go on a lovin' spree
Wanna love so u just gotta keep me a company
coz I wouldn’t go on a lovin spree
love, love, love
with anyone else but you
Ami-K... es el estado en el que estamos despues de pasar una muy buena noche con amigos, amantes o gente desconocida. En la cual hemos ejercitado el codo con el famoso movimiento de enpinarlo. y cuando estamos lo mas ebrios posibles,nos subimos al taxi; el señor taxista nos dice a donde?.... " A MI CASA "
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Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Eartha Kitt - "Lovin' Spree"
Monday, April 19, 2010
Vuelve la Terapia musical

Temazos que escucho mucho ultimamente, algunos nuevos otros viejos
* Seven seas of Rhye - Queen
* Common People - Pulp
* You'll find a way - Santogold
* Peace - Depeche Mode
* Uprising - Muse
* Airplanes - Local Natives
* Mathematics - Little Boots
* CarpetBaggers - Jenny Lewis
* Have you ever - Brandi Carlile
* Tired - Adele
* The calculation - Regina Specktor
* Forest Families - The Knife
* Swing Low Sweet Chariot - Ladysmith Black Mambazo
* Kiss With a Fist - Florence and the Machine
* Sleep Alone - Bat for Lashes
* Suspended from Class - Camara Oscura
* You spin me likea Record - Dead or Alive :)
* Raphael - Cocorosie
* Angelika - Devendra Banhart
* Sarah - Ray LaMontagne
* Killer Queen - Queen
* Disco 2000 - Pulp
* Julien Jacob / Kalicom Beni - African Groove
* Some Velvet Morning - Nancy Sinatra ( Tiene la misma cintura para bailar que yo, de hormigon!!!)
No pegan para nada juntos :D
Etiquetas:
adele,
brandi carlile,
depeche mode,
jenny lewis,
ladysmith black mambazo,
little boots,
local natives,
muse,
pulp,
queen,
regina spekctor,
santogold,
T,
Temazo,
the knife
Monday, June 30, 2008
Musicola
Siguiendo con la terapia
A fine Frenzy - Come out , Come on
A fine Frenzy - Come out , Come on

Come on, come out
The weather is warm
Come on, come out
Said come on, come on
A spot in the shade
Where oranges fall
A spot in the shade
Away from it all
Watching the sky
Watching a painting coming to life
Shaping and shifting
Staying inside
It all goes it all goes by
A blanket unfolds
A blanket tonight
The pieces of gold
They light up your eyes
Now we're alone
Now we're alive
Watching the sky
Watching the painting come to life
Shifting and shaping
Staying inside
It all goes it all goes it all goes by
Stopping the time
Rushing, waiting
Leave it behind
Shifting and shaping
Keep it inside
It all goes it all goes it all goes by
It all goes passing by
It all goes passing by
The Puppini Sister - Soho Nights

Soho nights were my favourite
They were the nights, so full of flavour
Fun was free, and talk was cheap
Drinks were dirty like the streets!
Soho nights were when you'd find
Those who would seem so out of their minds
Make-believing they were stars
Dragging at criss-crossing bars
Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're done
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
Soho nights were the times we
Reveled in each other's company
We danced like fools and acted like queens
Among the type with some red jeans (?)
Soho nights were a thrilling ride
The more fun we had, the more makeup would slide
The more the makeup would slide I'd see
Soho really wasn't for me
Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're done
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long
Soho nights were so black and white
The colour came throughout the night
The more we took, like everyone else
The more alive the both of us felt
Soho nights opened my eyes
I've become a hag by your side
I thought we'd last, but I was wrong
Soho boys don't keep ties for long
Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're--
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
Etiquetas:
a finde frenzy,
come on come out,
Soho nights,
T,
Temazo,
terapia musical,
the puppini Sisters
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Musica Nº3
TERAPIA DE ELECTROSHOCKES MUSICALES
When I first held you I was cold
A melting snowman I was told
But there was no-one there to hold
Before I swore that I would be alone forever more
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
There is no reason to feel bad
But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But I am here to help you with the load
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
So now were heer and now is fine
So far away from there
And there is time, time, time
To plant new seeds and watch them grow
So therell be flowers in the window when we go
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Lets watch teh flowers grow
When I first held you I was cold
A melting snowman I was told
But there was no-one there to hold
Before I swore that I would be alone forever more
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
There is no reason to feel bad
But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But I am here to help you with the load
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
So now were heer and now is fine
So far away from there
And there is time, time, time
To plant new seeds and watch them grow
So therell be flowers in the window when we go
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Lets watch teh flowers grow
Robyn - Be mine
It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain
As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain
There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again
Just the sweet pain of watching your back as you walk
As I'm watching you walk away
And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head
And I remember every word you said
It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried
It's a hard thing, faking a smile when I feel
like I'm falling apart inside
And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head
And I remember every word you said
But you never were, and you never will be mine
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
For the first time, there is no mercy in your eyes
And the cold wind is hitting my face and you're gone
And you're walking away (away)
And now I'm helpless sometimes
Wishing's just no good
'Cause you don't see me like I wish you would
'Cause you never were, and you never will be mine
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
There's a moment to seize everytime that we meet
But you always keep passing me by
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
(I saw you at the station,
You had your arm around what's-her-name
She had on that scarf I gave you
And you got down to tie her laces)
'Cause you never were, and you never will be mine
(You looked happy, and that's great)
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
(I just miss you, that's all)
'Cause you never were, and you never will be mine
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
There's a moment to seize everytime that we meet (hey, yeah)
But you always keep passing me by
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
'Cause you never were, and you never will be mine
(You never were, and you never will)
You never were and you never will be mine
There's a moment to seize everytime that we meet
But you always keep passing me by
No, you never were, and you never will be mine
Etiquetas:
be mine,
flowers in the window,
robyn,
T,
Temazo,
terapia musical,
travis
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Musica Nº2
TERAPIA DE ELECTROSHOCKES MUSICALES 2
mmm Nada en especial sobre este tema, solo que es muy pegadiso y me hace reir. Genial me parece la animacion y la cancion que no se que changos dice.
HOLLY DOLLY
Buscando Holly Dolly encontre estos otros videos. No tan buenos pero como para continuar con la saga.
Y YA QUE ESTAMOS VIDEOS CHISTOSOS
Thursday, May 22, 2008
-.- Musica -.-
Si hay algo que me levanta el espiritu es la musica.
Como mi espiritu en estos momentos esta tan bajo como la credibilidad del INDEC ... o peor. Voy a hacer un Mini Experimento:
ojala surta algun efecto.
El blog desactualizado es uno de los sintomas, El desaparecer de la via publica desde ENERO es otra, Estar de color Celeste llegando al estado maximo de pitufismo, tambien lo es. El reciente miedo patologico a GARGAMEL also. El empezar a ver el techo de mi cuarto redondito colorado y con manchas Negras a lo hongo... Yeap that too.
La lista es intemibable.
Ok, espero que se haya entendido la idea. Ahora comienza el tratamiento.
Es nuestro tema de la fiesta. Si lo esuchamos salimos corriendo al centro de la pista a bailarlo cual desaforadas. Fieston de año nuevo!!!!
Como mi espiritu en estos momentos esta tan bajo como la credibilidad del INDEC ... o peor. Voy a hacer un Mini Experimento:
terapia de ELECTROSHOCKES Musicales
ojala surta algun efecto.
El blog desactualizado es uno de los sintomas, El desaparecer de la via publica desde ENERO es otra, Estar de color Celeste llegando al estado maximo de pitufismo, tambien lo es. El reciente miedo patologico a GARGAMEL also. El empezar a ver el techo de mi cuarto redondito colorado y con manchas Negras a lo hongo... Yeap that too.
La lista es intemibable.
Ok, espero que se haya entendido la idea. Ahora comienza el tratamiento.
Tema Nº 1 : Sexual Revolution de Macy Gray
Es nuestro tema de la fiesta. Si lo esuchamos salimos corriendo al centro de la pista a bailarlo cual desaforadas. Fieston de año nuevo!!!!
Veamos que tal me va
Etiquetas:
macy gray,
musica,
sexual revolution,
T,
Temazo,
terapia musical,
tm
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Temazo
La Pequeña Lulu
Pequeña Lulu - Dibujos animados

De dónde vienes pequeña Lulú
Eres toda mi felicidad
Ríen ancianos y niños también
Por la forma que tienes de ser
Lulú NO CREZCAS no cambies jamás
A Lulú le seguimos
Las ideas que a todos nos da
Porque nunca ha fallado
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
A Lulú le seguimos
Las ideas que a todos nos da
Porque nunca ha fallado
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Eres amiga de todos igual
Y contigo soñamos jugar
Esos muchachos, te quieren Lulú
Aunque al club no te dejen entrar
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
A Lulú le seguimos
Las ideas que a todos nos da
Porque nunca ha fallado
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
A Lulú le seguimos
Las ideas que a todos nos da
Porque nunca ha fallado
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Lulú NO CREZCAS, no cambies jamás
Lulú nunca cambies
Lulú nunca cambies
Lulú nunca cambies
Monday, January 21, 2008
Temazo
Operator Please
Just a Song Abount Ping Pong
Mas frivolo el tema

Operator Please - Just a song About Ping Pong

Hook - It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song about ping pong
V1 - Money order money order hear it today
I got another fifteen seconds and I'm ready to play I say
Money order money order hear it today
I got another fifteen seconds and I'm ready to play I say
I got my got my got my got my raquette in hand
Not leaving till I play don't think you understand
With that dirty dirty dirty dirty look on your face
I bet you know beef jerky has an after tase GO!
V2 - Money order money order hear it today
I got another fifteen seconds and I'm ready to play I say
Money order money order hear it today
I got another fifteen seconds and I'm ready to play I say
I got my got my got my got my raquette in hand
Not leaving till I play don't think you understand
With that dirty dirty dirty dirty look on your face
I bet you know beef jerky has an after tase GO!
Bridge- If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
Then I know you're hiding
If I know you're running
CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
I said CHEATER
You're favouritising the
I said LIAR
Opposing team
Hook - It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song about Ping Pong.
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
Etiquetas:
just a song,
operator please,
ping pong,
T,
Temazo
Temazo
The DEcembrists
Mariner´s Revenge Song

Este tema es un poco largo. Pero esta buenisimo porque cuenta una historia, hacia mucho que no me detenia en la letra de una cancion. Por lo general escucho musica en ingles y no da para andar analizando la letra. Este trata sobre un Sorete que cago a la madre de este flaco y la MAdre le pidio en su lecho de muerte que :
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave
Encontralo, Encontralo
Atalo a un poste y astillale los
dedos
arrastalo a un pozo y que se
despierte desnudo, rasguñando
el techo de su tumba
Mancita la madre. Cuestion que en la cancion explica como la cago a la vieja y como este pobre cristiano se lleno de odio durante 15 años, hasta que se entero quien era lo persiguio en altamar y se los trago una ballena. Si al igual que XXXXX (Inserte personaje biblico tragado por Ballena). La cosa es que los dos estan dentro de la ballena, Vivitos. El resentidito pasa a contarle la historia que los relaciona a ambos.

We are two mariners
Our ship's sole survivors
In this belly of a whale
It's ribs are ceiling beams
It's guts are carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill
You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen
But, I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave
At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
(oh, oh)
You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet
And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease
As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
(oh, oh)
And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind
And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind
Then, one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But, before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
(oh, oh)
"Find him, find him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave"
It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street
Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat
But, never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever, once turn my mind
From the thought of revenge
(oh, oh)
One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea
The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for one cruel deed
The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer
And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear
(oh, oh)
"Find him, find him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave
There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"
And then, that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months, it seemed
Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath
The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed
And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale
(oh..)
Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth
But, oh, what providence
What divine intelligence
That you should survive
As well as me
It gives my eye great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear
To lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
(oh, oh)
We are two mariners
Our ship's sole survivors
In this belly of a whale
It's ribs are ceiling beams
It's guts are carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill
You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen
But, I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave
At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
(oh, oh)
You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet
And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease
As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
(oh, oh)
And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind
And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind
Then, one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But, before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
(oh, oh)
"Find him, find him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave"
It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street
Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat
But, never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever, once turn my mind
From the thought of revenge
(oh, oh)
One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea
The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for one cruel deed
The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer
And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear
(oh, oh)
"Find him, find him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave
There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"
And then, that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months, it seemed
Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath
The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed
And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale
(oh..)
Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth
But, oh, what providence
What divine intelligence
That you should survive
As well as me
It gives my eye great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear
To lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
(oh, oh)
Etiquetas:
mariner´s Revenge Song,
T,
Temazo,
the decembrists,
Venganza
Monday, December 31, 2007
Temazo
THE DECEMBERISTS
Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then)
THE DECEMBERISTS
"Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then)"

Heart-carved tree trunk, Yankee bayonet
A sweetheart left behind
Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
That's where my true love lies
Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bough high
But you are in the ground with the voles and the weevils
All a'chew upon your bones so dry
But when the sun breaks
To no more bulletin battle-cry
Then will you make a grave
For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
Then
When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee
Made a seam to hem me in
There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
Got my heart right pierced by a pin
But oh, did you see all the dead of Manassas
All the bellies and the bones and the bile
Though I lingered here with the blankets barren
And my own belly big with child
But when the sun breaks
To no more bulletin battle-cry
Then will you make a grave
For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
Stems and bones and stone walls too
Could keep me from you
Scaly skin is all too few
To keep me from you
But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted
Though our skin may not touch skin
Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow
I will come on the breath of the wind
Etiquetas:
T,
Temazo,
the decembrists,
yankee bayonet
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Crisis Pre-Cumpleaños 6
Esto ya no es crisis, es evitar el Estudio. Por eso la Actualizacion masiva del blog.
Asi que ya saben fieles seguidores si quieren que siga el ritmo tomenme examen!!!
Siguiendo con la onda musical pongo este temaZo que me encanta de Ziggy MArley. Sobre todo la parte que habla de caminar juntos en la playa en HAWAII. me mata la pronunciacion de hawaii.
Toy por experimentar con la Letra de la Cancion a ver si les gusta.
boomp3.com
Asi que ya saben fieles seguidores si quieren que siga el ritmo tomenme examen!!!
Siguiendo con la onda musical pongo este temaZo que me encanta de Ziggy MArley. Sobre todo la parte que habla de caminar juntos en la playa en HAWAII. me mata la pronunciacion de hawaii.
Toy por experimentar con la Letra de la Cancion a ver si les gusta.
ZiGGy MarleY - Beach in HawaII .
boomp3.com
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
CRISIS PRE-CUMPLEAÑOS 5
Como estoy de crisis se me da por revisar mi pasado. Revisando encontre el grupo del cual se puede decir que fui mas fanatica.
Tanto que tuve el orto de ir a ver un CONCIERTO GRATIS EN BARCELONA. Excelente!!!!!
Tanto que me saque una foto con una de las flacas.
Tanto que La QUERIDA IRIS (una GRosa) me regalo una remera del grupo.

TANTO QUE HICE AUTOGRAFIAR LA REMERA.
TANTO QUE NUNCA USE LA REMERA Y HASTA EL DIA DE HOY LA TENGO COLGADA.
TANTO QUE TENGO TODA SU DISCOGRAFIA.
TODO EMPEZO CON ESTE TEMA.
boomp3.com
DJ - DOVER
d'j don't do this to me
i've been whit some else
i've been whit someone we both need
dj! don't you dare to leave
i tried to figure out what others did
dj! am i pure and clean?
i tried to do my best
i tried to be the girl of your dreams
dj! don't you fuck whit me
i tried to be the one
and now i'm on my knees
slow down !
oh baby! it will take years
it's not what it seemed to be
slow down!
oh baby ! it will take years
pray hard to get to be here
dj! don't do this to me
i tried to do my best
i tried not to sing out of key
dj! don't you dare to leave
i tried to be the one
and now i'm on my knees!
Siguio con este temazo terrible
THE FLAME - DOVER
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I can't believe
that I tried to freeze your heart
had to clean the mess
and to keep my lucky start
I can stay in bed all I want
'cause I got you and your love, boy
you´re doing me so harm
I knew that you would never leave me
wasted my time, No!
won't do that no more
I knew that you would never leave me
I can't believe that I thought
I saw your ghost
I´ve been losing sleep
and my laundry I forgot
I can stay in bed all I want
'cause I got you and your love boy,
You're doing me no harm
I knew that you would never leave me
wasted my time, No!
won't do that no more
I knew that you would never leave me
ESA FUE UNA BREVE RESEÑA DE DOVER UN GRUPO ESPAÑOL, MUY BUENO. HACE MUCHO QUE NO LO ESCUCHO, HOY COMO EN TODA BUENA CRISIS PRETENDO ESCUCHAR LA DISCOGRAFIA COMPLETITA
LOS DEJO CON OTRO TEMIN SIN LA LETRA ESTE ASI NO HARTO.
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Conquest - the White Stripes
No soy muy fana pero este tema me encanta.
The White Stripes - Conquest
Conquest-
He was out to make a conquest
Didn't care what harm was done
Just as long as he won
the prize
Conquest-
She was just another conquest
Didn't care whose heart was broke
Love to him was a joke
'til he looked into her eyes
And then in the strange way things happen
The roles were reversed from that day
The hunted became the huntress
The hunter became the prey
Conquest-
Now you know who made the conquest
She, with all her female guile
Led him helpless down the aisle
She had finally made a conquest
ahh ahh ahh ahhhhh (x4)
oooh oooooohh oohhhh
And then in the strange way things happen
The roles were reversed from that day
The hunted became the huntress
The hunter became the prey
Conquest-
Now you know who made the conquest
She, with all her female guile
Led him helpless down the aisle
She had finally made a conquest
ahhhhh
Conquest
Monday, November 26, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Temazo
Give'er - Peaches
Give'er - Peaches
How many times baby gonna be before i gotta break away
falling for something better that you just can't explain
how many times am I back and forth before I walk into a wall
just give 'er babyt just give 'er what are you waiting for
give 'er
don't hold back now baby it isn't the time
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Temazo
Cansei De Ser Sexy
Music Is My Hot Hot Sex
Alguien me ayuda ? a que musica me hace acordar este tema, en la parte de chan chan chan chan(Rocky???) alguiennn?
Cansei De Ser Sexy - Music Is My Hot Hot Sex
From all the drugs the one i like more is music
From all the junks the one i need more is music
From all the boys the one I take home is music
From all the ladies, the one I kiss is music
Music is my boyfriend
Music is my girlfriend
Music is my dead end
Music's my imaginary friend
Music is my brother
Music is my great grand daughter
Music is my sister
Music is my favorite mistress
From all the shit the one I gotta buy is music
From all the jobs the one I choose is music
From all the drinks I get drunk of music
From all the bitches the one I wanna be is music
Music is my beach house
Music is my hometown
Music is my king size bed
Music's where I meet my friends
Music is my hot hot bath
Music is my hot hot sex
Music is my backrub
My music is where I'd like you to touch
Claro que sim, fui escoteira mirim
direto da escola não não ia cheirar cola
nem basquete, pebolim
o que eu gosto não é de graça
o que eu faço não é faaarsaaa
tem guitarra, bateria, computador saindo som
alguns dizem que é mais alto que um furacão
Perto dele eu podia sentir
saía de seu olho e chegava em mim
sentada do seu lado eu queria encostar
faria o Tigela até o sol raiar
debaixo do lençol ele gemia em ré bemol
fiquei tensa, mas tava tudo bem
tudo bem
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
From all the drugs the one i like more is music
From all the junks the one i need more is music
From all the boys the one I take home is music
From all the ladies, the one I kiss is music
Music is my boyfriend
Music is my girlfriend
Music is my dead end
Music's my imaginary friend
Music is my brother
Music is my great grand daughter
Music is my sister
Music is my favorite mistress
From all the shit the one I gotta buy is music
From all the jobs the one I choose is music
From all the drinks I get drunk of music
From all the bitches the one I wanna be is music
Music is my beach house
Music is my hometown
Music is my king size bed
Music's where I meet my friends
Music is my hot hot bath
Music is my hot hot sex
Music is my backrub
My music is where I'd like you to touch
Claro que sim, fui escoteira mirim
direto da escola não não ia cheirar cola
nem basquete, pebolim
o que eu gosto não é de graça
o que eu faço não é faaarsaaa
tem guitarra, bateria, computador saindo som
alguns dizem que é mais alto que um furacão
Perto dele eu podia sentir
saía de seu olho e chegava em mim
sentada do seu lado eu queria encostar
faria o Tigela até o sol raiar
debaixo do lençol ele gemia em ré bemol
fiquei tensa, mas tava tudo bem
tudo bem
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
ele é fodão mas eu sei que eu sou também
Etiquetas:
Music Is My Hot Hot Sex,
T,
Temazo
Thursday, October 04, 2007
TemaZos
HoneyBear
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Yeah YEah Yeahs
Honeybear
Turn yourself around, you weren’t invited
Turn yourself around, you weren’t invited
Good good things happen in bad towns
Good good things happen in bad towns
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
What, what did you do to your back hips
Soft ones, curled lips can’t get ‘em back
Junk jump off too much time for
Old beats, cold beats, I’m just cold meat
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Oh all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all his honey honey
Done, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all its honey honey
Done, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all his honey honey
Done, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all its honey honey
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
What, what, what, what
Etiquetas:
honeybear,
T,
Temazo,
yeah yeah yeahs
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Recuerdos
TemaZo
Noche en Vela
Guarana - Noche en Vela
Cuanto tiempo he de esperar,
para tenerte bajo la luna,
besar tu piel que es de aceituna.
Cuantos años pasarán,
sin que te acune como a un tesoro,
peinar tu pelo que es de oro.
Me he pasao la noche en vela,
como la vez primera en que te vine yo a rondar
No quedan luces en el puerto,
así que estaré atento por si confundiste el mar
Dices que es para mejor,
que la distancia
es el olvido
yo solo quiero estar contigo.
No me importará esperar,
con tu recuerdo,
vuelan gaviota,
guitarras, niños, amapolas
Me he pasao la noche en vela
como la vez primera en que te vine yo a rondar
No quedan luces en el puerto
asi que estare atento por si confundiste el mar
Etiquetas:
Guarana,
noche en vela,
recuerdos,
T,
Temazo
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
BloGGer Invitado
TemaZo
Ya no se que hacer conmigo
Ya no se que hacer conmigo. ( EL CUARTETO DE NOS)
Ya tuve que ir obligado a misa, ya toqué en el piano “Para Elisa”
ya aprendí a falsear mi sonrisa, ya caminé por la cornisa.
Ya cambié de lugar mi cama, ya hice comedia ya hice drama
Fui concreto y me fui por las ramas, ya me hice el bueno y tuve mala fama
Ya fui ético, y fui errático, ya fui escéptico y fui fanático
Ya fui abúlico, fui metódico, ya fui impúdico y fui caótico
Ya leí Artur Conan Doyle, ya me pasé de nafta a gas oil
Ya leí a Bretón y a Moliere, ya dormí en colchón y en somier
Ya me cambié el pelo de color, ya estuve en contra y estuve a favor
Lo que me daba placer ahora me da dolor, ya estuve al otro lado del mostrador
Y oigo una voz que dice sin con razón
“Vos siempre cambiando, ya no cambias más”
Y yo estoy cada vez más igual
Ya no se que hacer conmigo
Ya me ahogué en un vaso de agua, ya planté café en Nicaragua
Ya me fui a probar suerte a USA, ya jugué a la ruleta rusa
Ya creí en los marcianos, ya fui ovo lacto vegetariano
Sano, fui quieto y fui gitano, ya estuve tranqui y estuve hasta las manos
Hice el curso de mitología pero los dioses de mi se reían
orfebrería lo salvé raspando y el de moral lo perdí copiando
Ya probé, ya fumé, ya tomé, ya dejé, ya firmé, ya viajé, ya pegué
Ya sufrí, ya eludí, ya huí, ya asumí, ya me fui, ya volví, ya fingí, ya mentí
Y entre tantas falsedades muchas de mis mentiras ya son verdades
hice fácil adversidades, y me compliqué en las nimiedades
Y oigo una voz que dice sin con razón
“Vos siempre cambiando, ya no cambias más”
Y yo estoy cada vez más igual
Ya no se que hacer conmigo
Ya me hice un lifting me puse un piercing, fui a ver al dream team y no hubo feeling
me tatué al Che en una nalga, arriba de britney para que no se salga
Ya me reí y me importó un bledo de cosas y gente que ahora me dan miedo
Ayuné por causas al pedo, ya me empaché con pollo al spiedo
Ya fui al psicólogo, fui al teólogo, fui al astrólogo, fui al enólogo
ya fui alcohólico y fui lambeta, ya fui anónimo e hice dieta
Ya lancé piedras y escupitajos al lugar donde ahora trabajo
y mi legajo cuenta a destajo, que me porté bien y que ya armé relajo
Y oigo una voz que dice sin con razón
“Vos siempre cambiando, ya no cambias más”
Y yo estoy cada vez más igual
Ya no se que hacer conmigo
Mery
Etiquetas:
bi,
blogger invitado,
cuarteto de nos,
mery,
T,
Temazo,
ya no se que hacer conmigo
Monday, August 20, 2007
RE-GAY-TON
Para aquellas personas que como yo (inocentes) pensaron que esta canción era un canto para que los gays salieran del closet!!!
Pensando: Que chabon mas abierto éste. En un genero como el reggaeton que se anime a cantar tan abiertamente esto! Que esta re aspero.
como excusa, alego que nunca la escuche entera,solo el estribillo! asi que tan loco no era la interpretación.
ACA les dejo el tema y la letra.
Atrévete, te, te, te
Pensando: Que chabon mas abierto éste. En un genero como el reggaeton que se anime a cantar tan abiertamente esto! Que esta re aspero.
como excusa, alego que nunca la escuche entera,solo el estribillo! asi que tan loco no era la interpretación.
ACA les dejo el tema y la letra.
Atrévete, te, te, te
Salte del closet,
destápate, quítate el esmalte
Deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
Levántate, ponte hyper
Préndete, sácale chispas al estárter
Préndete en fuego como un lighter
Sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
Que tu eres callejera, "Street Fighter"
Cambia esa cara de seria
Esa cara de intelectual, de enciclopedia
Que te voy a inyectar con la bacteria
Pa' que des vuelta como machina de feria
Señorita intelectual, ya se que tienes
El área abdominal que va a explotar
Como fiesta patronal, que va a explotar
Como palestino...
Yo se que a ti te gusta el pop-rock latino
Pero es que el reggaeton se te mete por los intestinos
Por debajo de la falda como un submarino
Y te saca lo de indio taino
Ya tu sabes, en tapa-rabo, mama
En el nombre de Agüeybana No hay mas na’,
para na’ que yo te vo’a
mentir
Yo se que yo también quiero consumir de tu perejil
Y tú viniste amazónica como Brasil
Tú viniste a matarla como "Kill Bill"
Tú viniste a beber cerveza de barril
Tú sabes que tú conmigo tienes refill
Atrévete, te, te, te
Salte del closet,
destápate, quítate el esmalte
Deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
Levántate, ponte hyper
Préndete, sácale chispas al estárter
Préndete en fuego como un lighter
Sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
Que tu eres callejera, "Street Fighter"
Hello, deja el show
Súbete la mini-falda
Hasta la espalda
Súbetela, deja el show, más alta
Que ahora vamo'a bailar por to'a la jarda
Mira, nena, ¿quieres un sipi?
No importa si eres rapera o eres hippie
Si eres de Bayamón o de Guaynabo City
Conmigo no te pongas picky
Esto es hasta abajo, cogele el tricky
Esto es fácil, estoy es un mamey
¿Que importa si te gusta Green Day?
¿Que importa si te gusta Coldplay?
Esto es directo, sin parar, one-way
Yo te lo juro de que por ley
Aquí to'a las boricuas saben karate
Ellas cocinan con salsa de tomate
Mojan el arroz con un poco de aguacate
Pa' cosechar nalgas de 14 quilates
Atrévete, te, te, te
Salte del closet,
destapate, quítate el esmalte
Deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
Levántate, ponte hyper
Préndete, sácale chispas al estárter
Préndete en fuego como un lighter
Sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
Que tu eres callejera, "Street Fighter"
Atrévete, te, te, te
Salte del closet,
detapate, quítate el esmalte
Deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
Levántate, ponte hyper
Préndete, sácale chispas al estárter
Préndete en fuego como un lighter
Sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
Que tu eres callejera, "Street Fighter
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