Text ... Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. Female singer & band with sax section & latin percussion.
Cuando quieres, no quieroyo quiero, tu vuelves.Me besas, te beso, me encientes. Te vas ! Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me dejas sin control. Si tú quieres hoy puedo me llamas invítame a cenar Cuando quieres, no quieroyo quiero, tu vuelves.Me besas, te beso, me encientes. Aaahh! Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me dejas sin control. Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me llenas de ilusión. Por que quiero tu amor Dame tu corazón pum pum pum late mi corazón sueña conmigo amor
Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with sax section & latin percussion.
Text ... Salsa/mambo. Passionnate & dancing. Male singer, brass section & ...Salsa/mambo. Passionnate & dancing. Male singer, brass section & rhythm. Solo trumpet @ 1'50.
La muchacha se fue Se fue se fueY yo no se porque Esa muchacha se fue Se fue se fue Pa donde pa donde se fue Si tu me vePor ahí buscándole Es que me desespere Ya te vua deci porqué Suelta.... Esa mucha se fue y medejo el corazón roto Con el alma echa polvoYo me recuperaréTu va ve Pa cuando no se La muchacha se fueSe fueeeee...La muchacha se fueSe fue se fueDesde q te fuisteLas cosas no andan mal Pero si querés volver Con gusto seré tu man Compai mala mia Me quedaron mal Esta travesíaTe quedo en pañal FR: La fille est partie Elle est partie, elle est partie Et je ne sais pas pourquoi Elle est partie, elle est partieIl a été laisséOù?Je ne sais pas Si vous me voyezPars là, à sa recherche Et, parce que je suis désespéré Maintenant, tu vas dire pourquoi? Lâche-moi ... Cette fille est partie et m'a laissé le cœur brisé Avec l'âme faite poussière Je vais m'en sortir Vous le verrezQuand? Je ne sais pas Depuis ton départLes choses ne sont pas mal Mais si tu veux revenirAvec plaisir je serai ton homme "Compay" quel malheur Elle m'a plantéCette histoire Cette histoire était trop grande pour toi
A girl who loves you is waiting forYou’ve got everything you want and moreHow could you possibly think you’re wrong?She’s hurt! Can’t you feel it?Don’t you think the love you share is strong? Every day you find a new excuseThat you’re far away and in your youthI can’t fight! I won’t, ‘cause there’s no useShe’s weary! Can’t you feel it?I think you had time to find your truth Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in! You turn around and let the wind blowYou open your sails without knowing where to goOne day you’ll find yourself lost and brokeShe’s drowning! Can you see it?Our ship will sink if we don’t pull through
Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in!
Text ... Dynamic & sustained. Synth, electric guitar, female singer, brass & ...Dynamic & sustained. Synth, electric guitar, female singer, brass & rhythm.
So now you’ve picked at me, dissected me, masticated me,eaten me, feasted on me, wasted me and left me with the scraps. Now you’ve diverted me, distorted me, dislocated me, decorticated me, dissipated me, integrated me and left me with the scabs. I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison. Now you’ve invested me, invaded me, infested me, downgraded me, masturbated me, violated me.You calculated me, incriminated me, discriminated me, humiliated me, terminated me, contaminated me.
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison. I hope you’ll be sick Through your teeth through your stomach through your face, I hope you’ll retch and writhe
Now here come the helicoptersBut they won’t save you baby I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit Through your skin, through your teeth, through your stomach Retch and writhe, retch and writhe, retch and writhe
Text ... Sad & nostalgic. Acoustic and electric guitars, female singer, synth ...Sad & nostalgic. Acoustic and electric guitars, female singer, synth & rhythm.
HOLOWHolow girl a shadow in the world, a runaway again.Lost and found you're up and then you're down, you turn to dust again.I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myselfIt seems to me that everything I do, it turns against me, yeah.Hollow , hollow again. I am falling I am fading.I am falling I am fading I am fading. Save me, save me. I'm hollow again. I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myself Hollow again.I am falling I am fading I am fading.Hollow again. Fading. Save me, save me. I'm hollow again.Hollow , hollow again.
Text ... Dreamy & confident. Synth, violin, tablas, female singer, electric ...Dreamy & confident. Synth, violin, tablas, female singer, electric guitar & rhythm.
Inside out you can turn it up or down you can put it right here You can run em round in circlesWrite it out maybe put it in a letter if you call em on the phone Make sure they're really listeningGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em “shut up and listen”It’s quite clear no doubt whatsoeverSo open up your ears coz this is the reason: We're all soul; anyone can see so X2 Inside out you can put it on the line got to get it worked out and eliminate the questionIt’s in your hands see what you can do explain I'm not a number nor emotional inventionGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em shut up and listenShut up!It’s quite clear no doubt whatsoever so open up your ears coz this is the reason: We're all soul; anyone can see so X4Anyone can, anyone can. Up! Up!Anyone can Inside out you can put it on the line got to get it worked out and eliminate the questionIt's in your hands see what you can do explain I'm not a number nor emotional inventionGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em shut up and listenIt’s quite clear no doubt whatsoever so open up your ears coz we’re all soul We’re all soul, Anyone can see soAnyone can, anyone can, anyone can, anyone can We're all soul; anyone can see so X2Anyone can anyone can anyone can anyone can Anyone can.So shut up and listen! Oh any one canShut up and listen!
You say you’re a rainstorm, you say you’re a kiteYou say you’re a moment that isn’t always rightYou say you’re confusion, that you can’t know what’s in sightYou say, understand me; but boy, you’re losing heightYou say you’re a soldier, with your own war to fightWell don’t you think it comes in handy,to lose yourself in flight? You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryWell so am I You say you’re a snowstorm but now you’re falling fastBut boy when your mama made you, well, she figured out you’d lastYou say you’re at random, and now you’ve lost controlThat surely you’ll regret it, oh, come on, boy, take a holdYou say you’re a rainstorm, skimming across the bayYou say you eat dinner, in a very special way You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorry Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IAnd so am I Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IWell so am I
Text ... Serious but uplifting. Electric guitar, female singer, organ, ...Serious but uplifting. Electric guitar, female singer, organ, glockenspiel & rhythm.
VOICES Voices in my head. Voices in my, voices in my.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why.Haunting me, haunting me Voices in my head. Voices in my, voices in my.Telling me what to be.Voices in my head.
Haunting me, haunting meTelling me what to be.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why. Haunting me.
Text ... Inexorable & dancing. Clap, piano, male singer @ 1'48, synth & rhythm.
Hang, You want to be ashamedI’ve got to be your man, I want to, Unless you keep it Hang, You’re moving like a flameCan’t wait to be your hell Let’s burn out, Unless you keep it
Text ... Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric ...Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
and will my lips get coldkeeping the words untold ?the only sound around :a crack of dry leaves on the groundI always start too latewe only have to waitand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too long another burning houseI saw it in your eyeswe only have to waitand still the moment has to comein between sun and shadedon’t leave me burning in the flameand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too longgive up for love and I could burn by self-ignitionwhy is our love so strange ?we could be lost by disconnectionwhy do you want to seem so strong ? everyone alonelost in echotogether in a crowded placenow ready for a changehold your weaponI wouldn’t get so close to flameseveryone alonelost in echoall alone in a crowded placebut now I’m lost and I’ve nothing else to saybut choose the right game
Text ... Indie pop. Dreamy & sensual. Synths, female singer & rhythm. Fx ...Indie pop. Dreamy & sensual. Synths, female singer & rhythm. Fx reverse.
I don't know what he does to impress mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me I don't know what he tries to do with mehe sings a song to meand it's always killing me I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me Oh oh, we could meet in a parkthen we'll do any-anything you liketurn the black into an amazing whiteand then i'll tell you that i love you
I don't know how he hypnothises mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me Oh oh little man you look likeyou won't forget to meet me in the parkbut just in case you never come backi want to mention that i love you
Hey baby, I don’t think that you understandYou’re turning, you’re turning, You are turning around me but I’ve got a man Well do you need a written notice as a fact?Are you rea, are you rea,Are you really stupid or do you just pretend? I’m already taken and I sayLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Don’t you see that you ain’t deceiving nobodyYour uncea, your unceaYour unceasing simpering ways get on my nerves Don’t put on such airs showing so much soppinessPlease relax, have a wank, And then come back to me when you get over it You’re nice and cute oh little boyLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Let us be friends, don’t try to charm meLet us be friends, don’t put the blame on meLet us be friends, please keep it cool babyLet us be friends, just find another lover!
