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Phil Seymour (EEUU, 1952-1993)
"Precious to me" (1980)(ver vídeo)
Precious to me
Baby baby don't you leave me here to make it alone
Cos i don't think that i could take it for a day on my own
Why would you wanna hurt me
When i love you baby can't you see
CHORUS
That your precious to me
(i love you so)
And i can't let you go
(can't let you go)
Baby one day you will see
(girl can't you see)
That you'll always be
(you'll always be)
So precious to me
Why would you wanna hurt me when i love you baby can't you see
Repeat CHORUS
Baby baby you can tell me when will we meet again?
If I can't be your one and only then I'll have to pretend
That you're still on with me
Girl I love you so affectionately
Chorus X 2
You're so precious to me
To me
Pixies (EEUU. 1985-1993*)
"Here comes your man" (1988)(ver vídeo)
Here comes your man
outside there's a box car waiting
outside the family stew
out by the fire breathing
outside we wait 'til face turns blue
i know the nervous walking
i know the dirty beard hangs
out by the box car waiting
take me away to nowhere plains
there is a wait so long
here comes your man
big shake on the box car moving
big shake to the land that's falling down
is a wind makes a palm stop blowing
a big, big stone fall and break my crown
there is a wait so long
you'll never wait so long
here comes your man
there is a wait so long
you'll never wait so long
here comes your man
Tranvision Vamp (Reino Unido, 1986-1991)
"Baby I Don't care" (1988)(ver vídeo)
Baby I don't care
Well you can give me all your love
And anything else you got too
But don’t pay it any mind
If it seems like I’m acting cool
Well you can dress me in your mirror
Give me kisses forever and a day yeah
But there’s just one thing
You don’t have to say
You don’t have to say you love me
And you don’t have to say any prayers
No you don’t have to say you love me
Baby it’s alright
Cos honey I don’t care
Oh baby I don’t care
Oh honey I don’t care
Oh honey I don’t care
Well you can turns the lights down low
Somethings are better that way
And you can tell me all your stories
But please spare me the plays
Cos you don’t have to say you love me
And you don’t have to save any tears
No you don’t have to say you love me
Baby it’s alright
Cos honey I don’t care
Oh honey I don’t care
Oh baby I don’t care
Oh honey I don’t care
Deep in your eyes
I see your thoughts
I know you want me
Sometimes it hurts
But you know that some things
Are best left never said
Cos you don’t have to say you love me
And you don’t have to say you care
No you don’t have to say you love me
Baby it’s alright
Cos honey I don’t care
Oh when I tell you baby
I don’t care
Oh baby please believe me
I don’t care
Oh when I tell you baby
I don’t care
Oh baby please believe me
I don’t care
Oh baby please believe me
Don’t you see that I don’t care
I don’t care
Oh honey I don’t care
You know, you know that I don’t care
You know, you know
That you don’t have to say you love me
And you don’t have to say you care
No you don’t have to say you love me
Baby it’s alright, oh honey it’s alright
Oh baby I don’t care
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Con los Pixies me has tocado el corazoncito, de mis bandas favoritas :´)
Qué buenos ratos con los Pixies en el coche, por la mañana temprano y yelndo a trabajar... jejeje giigantiiiic a big big looooveeee
que bien...para el viernes!! eriza.. dan ganas de salir a la calle
Me encanta la música ochentera. De los tres me quedo especialmente con Transvision Vamp. Me gusta esa voz y ese ritmo, además de recordarme a épocas pasadas de adolescente jugando a ser mayor.
Me mola tu blog. Voy a votar (no de bailar, jeje) en las encuestas que has colacao, digo, colocao, jajaja!!!
MARISA.
Qué grande Transvision Vamp!!!! Me parecía una banda durísima, con esa guitarra distorsionada... ja ja ja Qué tiernos 14 años!!!!
"Where is my mind", un temazo enorme, de las mejores canciones que he oído nunca....
Es lo que suele escuchar doña Sofía cuando no nos martiriza con el bel canto.
Besos de Princesa
Chuli, yo voy a ir a ver a "Vane" a la Sala Q este viernes, en Sevilla. Tengo unas ganas!!!
Besitos musicales.
MARISA.
lalalala. Me alegra eso de que no me penalice eso de desaparecer. Bicos.
Jopetas! No puedo escucharlas porque no es plan de darle al volumen en las clases de informática. Snif Snif.
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