18.11.05

Subterranean etc.

(et oui, c'est moi..sans les lunettes, qu'est ce qu'on change, nan? surtout à 2-3 ans...)

En fait, je me suis rendue compte il n'y a pas si longtemps que plusieurs de mes chansons fetiches d'artistes comme clapton ou dylan m'avaient en fait été chantées par mon américain de père depuis l'enfance. Ceci expliquant cela, j'ai donc décidé d'en copier certaines paroles dans ce blog...
histoire de quoi, d'ailleurs?
Boaf - histoire de.


Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government

b.dylan


I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no...

e.clapton


Say, up in Harlem,
At a table for two,
There were four of us,
Me, your big feet and you!
From your ankles up, I say you sure are sweet,
From there down, there's just too much feet!
Yas!
Oh, your pedal extremities are colossal!
Your feet's too big!

fats waller


'Cause I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box
But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing
Hey, hey, mama can your daddy come home


dwight yoakam

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

awwwww....!!!!ain't she soo cute

Anonymous said...

ps: anymous is me..lenor..XD...

feeling stupid? nah y should i?....

Anonymous said...

^o) lenor's pedophile fantasies just scared me out of what was left of my (already severely diminished) brains.

self-control, people. for the sake of decency. purlease. ^^