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Squeeze - Black Coffee in bed (1982)
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There's a stain on my notebook
Where your coffee cup was
And there's ash in the pages
Now I've got myself lost
I was writing to tell you
That my feelings tonight
Are a stain on my notebook
That rings your goodbye
Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed
With the way that you left me
I can hardly contain
The hurt and the anger
And the joy of the pain
Now knowing I am single
They'll be fire in my eyes
And a stain on my notebook
For a new love tonight
From the lips without passion
To the lips with a kiss
There's nothing of your love
That I'll ever miss
The stain on my notebook
Remain all that's left
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed
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There's a stain on my notebook
Where your coffee cup was
And there's ash in the pages
Now I've got myself lost
I was writing to tell you
That my feelings tonight
Are a stain on my notebook
That rings your goodbye
Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed
With the way that you left me
I can hardly contain
The hurt and the anger
And the joy of the pain
Now knowing I am single
They'll be fire in my eyes
And a stain on my notebook
For a new love tonight
From the lips without passion
To the lips with a kiss
There's nothing of your love
That I'll ever miss
The stain on my notebook
Remain all that's left
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed
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Georhiss escribió:Cuando calienta el sol - Luis Miguel
(estoy en un ciber ps )
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Squeeze - Pulling mussels from the shell
Con Jools Holland en los teclados, una presentación en vivo a comienzos de los 80's
Squeeze
Con Jools Holland en los teclados, una presentación en vivo a comienzos de los 80's
Squeeze
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Aaah... como recuerdo el fulbito en la pista, allá con los primos en Loma de las Orquídeas
...The Wonder Years...
El Pibe de mi Barrio
Dr. Krápula
La calle de mi infancia se convierte en mi Wembley;
de otros barrios vienen Maradonas y Pelés.
La copa más grandiosa es un roscón con gaseosa;
suelte pues el cuero, que mi gente está que goza.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
El penalty de mi alma, los domingos no se ve;
gambeta a las tristezas y goleando mi desdén.
la Champion-liga, al lado de mi barrio, es poca cosa;
mi pueblo se levanta cuando rueda la pelota.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
...The Wonder Years...
El Pibe de mi Barrio
Dr. Krápula
La calle de mi infancia se convierte en mi Wembley;
de otros barrios vienen Maradonas y Pelés.
La copa más grandiosa es un roscón con gaseosa;
suelte pues el cuero, que mi gente está que goza.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
El penalty de mi alma, los domingos no se ve;
gambeta a las tristezas y goleando mi desdén.
la Champion-liga, al lado de mi barrio, es poca cosa;
mi pueblo se levanta cuando rueda la pelota.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
Todos los domingos soy el pibe de mi barrio,
dos ladrillos, mi Campín; mi barra, el vecindario.
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- Ravi Shankaar
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Possum Kingdom
Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
My blushing bride
My lover, be my lover, yeah...
Don't be afraid
I didn't mean to scare you
So help me, Jesus
I can promise you
You'll stay as beautiful
With dark hair
And soft skin...forever
Forever
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
And I'll promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus
(hey, hey, hey)
Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be
My angel?
So help me!
Be my angel
Be my angel
Do you wanna die?
I promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Possum Kingdom
Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
My blushing bride
My lover, be my lover, yeah...
Don't be afraid
I didn't mean to scare you
So help me, Jesus
I can promise you
You'll stay as beautiful
With dark hair
And soft skin...forever
Forever
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
And I'll promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus
(hey, hey, hey)
Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be
My angel?
So help me!
Be my angel
Be my angel
Do you wanna die?
I promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
I've been uptight and made a mess but I'll clean it up myself,
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.
- Cristobalú
- Ravi Shankaar
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Esta canción me vuelve loco... escuchala !!!
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- krisofk
- Ravi Shankaar
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The waiting drove me mad...youre finally here and Im a mess
I take your entrance back...cant let you roam inside my head
I dont want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I cant walk...
Guess Ill lie alone just like before...
Ill take the firmest path...oh, and I must refuse your test
A-push me and I will resist...this behaviors not unique
I dont want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but cant put on my clothes...
I dont want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I dont want to be held in your debt...
And Ill pay it off in blood, let I be wed...
And Im already cut up and half dead...
Ill end up alone like I began...
Everything has changed, absolutely nothings changed
Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture
I dont want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your breast...
All the things that others want for me...
Cant buy what I want because its free... (2x)
Cant be what you want because im...
I aint sposed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure Ill be damned, all alone like I began...
Its your move now...
I thought you were a friend, but I guess i, I guess I hate you...
The waiting drove me mad...youre finally here and Im a mess
I take your entrance back...cant let you roam inside my head
I dont want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I cant walk...
Guess Ill lie alone just like before...
Ill take the firmest path...oh, and I must refuse your test
A-push me and I will resist...this behaviors not unique
I dont want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but cant put on my clothes...
I dont want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I dont want to be held in your debt...
And Ill pay it off in blood, let I be wed...
And Im already cut up and half dead...
Ill end up alone like I began...
Everything has changed, absolutely nothings changed
Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture
I dont want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your breast...
All the things that others want for me...
Cant buy what I want because its free... (2x)
Cant be what you want because im...
I aint sposed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure Ill be damned, all alone like I began...
Its your move now...
I thought you were a friend, but I guess i, I guess I hate you...
I've been uptight and made a mess but I'll clean it up myself,
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.
- alonxo
- Ravi Shankaar
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juajua...no se nada...recuerdo que una chica de mi facultad era fanaticaza de esa banda hasta tenia el disco!!!Marko escribió:se acuerdan de esta cancion, que fue de esta banda ah?
Supersonicos - Me acuerdo
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Marko Beatles only Beatles
en fin, no pasa nada con la canción...es un calco a Whatever de Oasis
SSo-oSS
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- krisofk
- Ravi Shankaar
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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again jejeje
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Gracias
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again jejeje
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Gracias
I've been uptight and made a mess but I'll clean it up myself,
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.
I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care.