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miércoles, 22 de febrero de 2017

It's Getting Better



Once I believed that when love came to me
It would come with rockets, bells and poetry
But with me and you it just started quietly and grew
And believe it or not
Now there's something groovy and good
'Bout whatever we got

And it's gettin better
Growing stronger warm and wilder
Gettin better everyday, better everyday

I don't feel all turned on and starry eyed
I just feel a sweet contentment deep inside
Holding you at night just seems kind of natural and right
And it's not hard to see
That it isn't half of what it's gonna turn out to be

'Cause it's gettin' better
Growing stronger, warm and wilder
Gettin' better everyday, better everyday

Ba da da da da da da da da da da da
And I don't mind waitin', I don't mind waitin'
'Cause no matter how long it takes
The two of us know

That it's gettin better
Growing stronger, warm and wilder
Gettin better everyday, better everyday...

jueves, 17 de noviembre de 2016

What doesn't Matter




Well I never been to Spain
But I kinda like the music
Say the ladies are insane there
And they sure know how to use it
They don't abuse it
Never gonna lose it
I can't refuse it

Well I never been to England
But I kinda like the Beatles
Well, I headed for Las Vegas
Only made it out to Needles
Can you feel it
It must be real it
Feels so good
Oh, feels so good

Well I never been to heaven
But I been to Oklahoma
Well they tell me I was born there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma, not Arizona
What does it matter
What does it matter

Well I never been to Spain
But I kinda like the music
Say the ladies are insane there
And they sure know how to use it
They don't abuse it
Never gonna lose it
I can't refuse it

Well I never been to heaven
But I been to Oklahoma
Well they tell me I was born there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma, not Arizona
What does it matter
What does it matter

lunes, 18 de abril de 2016

Whisper a little prayer for me, my baby


Dedicated To The One I Love - The Mamas & The Papas (1967)


While I'm far away from you, my baby
I know it's hard for you, my baby
Because it's hard for me, my baby
And the darkest hour is just before dawn

Each night before you go to bed, my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me, my baby, yeah
And tell all the stars above
(All the stars)
This is dedicated to the one I love

Life could never be exactly like we want it to be
I could be satisfied knowing you love me, yeah

But there's one thing I want you to do
Especially for me
And it's something that everybody needs

While I'm far away from you, my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me, my baby yeah
Because it's hard for me, my baby
And the darkest hour is just before dawn

If there's one thing I want you to do
(One thing I want)
Especially for me
And it's something that everybody needs

Each night before you go to bed, my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby, yeah
And tell all the stars above
This is dedicated to the one I love

This is dedicated to the one I love
This is dedicated to the one I love
This is dedicated to the one I love
This is dedicated

domingo, 6 de marzo de 2016

Get Back!




Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner 

But he knew it wouldn't last. 

Jojo left his home in tucson, arizona 
For some california grass. 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back jojo. go home 
Get back, get back. 
Back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Back to where you once belonged. 
Get back jo. 

Sweet loretta martin thought she was a woman 

But she was another man 
All the girls around her say she's got it coming 
But she gets it while she can 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back loretta. go home 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back loretta 
Your mother's waiting for you 
Wearing her high-heel shoes 
And her low-neck sweater 
Get on home loretta 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged.