Declaración de intenciones

Este blog intenta tener cubiertos al menos dos sentidos del hipotético visitante: la vista y el oído. La vista resulta evidente y el oído se consigue haciendo clic en el título de cada entrada.
Espero que lo disfrutéis.

viernes, 16 de febrero de 2007

The Lady is a tramp


She wined and dined on Mulligan stew and never wished for turkey
As she hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
Alas she missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
She was never at a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast to see
Her "hobohemia" is the place to be

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She likes the theatre, but never comes late
She never bothers with anyone she hates
That is why this lady is a tramp

She don't like crap games with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of those girls
That's why this lady is a tramp

She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She’s broke, no joke
Hates California, too cold too damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

She gets too hungry for dinner at eigh
tShe likes the theatre, but never comes late
She never bothers with anyone she hates
That is why this lady is a tramp

She don't like crap games with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of those girls
That's why this lady is a tramp

She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
“I’m broke, no joke”
Hates California, too cold too damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Performed by Robbie Williams

2 comentarios:

Rompedor dijo...

Robbie Williams está bien, pero donde esté Frankie ...

Frankie es el swing ...

Rompedor

Bliss dijo...

Se te ve el plumero, querido Rompedor ("breakie" para los amigos)