Shake, shake, shimmy. You know that you soothe the ache and the troubles within me, Pretending that everything’s cool, When I’m twenty seven shades of blue And my lips are unhappy without you. My lips are unhappy without you.
Honey Suckle, you’re missing. But I make the morning dew glisten, By just hoping and wishing, Pretending that I’ve got a clue, When I’m twenty seven shades of blue And my lips are unhappy without you. My lips are unhappy without you.
Shake, Shimmy, Shake, Shake, Shimmy, Shimmy, Shake, Shake, Shimmy without you My lips are unhappy without you.
En las cosas escritas en los vendajes de cuando me rompí la clavícula, en los potingues que hacíamos en el vidé con Fairy, Cola-Cao, Leche, Agua y Champú; en las batallas con globos de agua por el pasillo de casa, en las veces que hacía la croqueta por la hierba, en las carreras con la bicicleta por el pueblo, en los chistes en clases de tecnología, en Amélie, en comprar Amélie, en colgarme un póster de Amélie, en hablar de Amélie y en compartir Amélie; en jugar con el eJay o el Fruity Loops y hacer canciones bizarras y a la vez naíf, en pensar en ti, en las dudas, en obsesionarme, en seguir pensando en ti, en quererte tanto, en preguntarme por qué me quieres tan poco, en no entender a qué coño llama amor la gente, en estarme hundiendo y no parar de mirar al cielo, en amar al sol, en tomar helados, en pasear con mi amiga La Soledad, en todos los Oú & Quand y otros fragmentos, en mi escepticismo y mi posterior arrepentimiento y simplemente dentro de mi, en todas esas cosas había pop, había un disco de Elefant Records. Y no tenía ni idea.
[SPOKEN] Helen Love would like to thank you for your patience. This club is now open. Please make your way to the glitter dance floor. We hope you enjoy your night. Hey Ho. Let’s Go. It’s my club and I’ll play what I wanna, play what I wanna play (x2) Sugar candy, candy, how do you feel? With shooting stars and laser beams When I see you dancing next to me ????? on a Saturday night (x2) Do you wanna wanna, Do you wanna wanna, Do you wanna wanna go to the show? (x2) ‘Cos all I want to do is dance all night with you [SPOKEN] Above your heads you will see on the giant video screen The Ramones from the Roundhouse, July 1976. Please get ready to join in with Joey and the boys. Two turntables and a microphone. A thirty-foot inflatable Joey Ramone. Under flashing lights you can dance all night We’ll have cheap thrills - We’ll have hi-jinks - Under low lights we’ll have kung-fu kicks (x2) And the stars in your eyes that we put there tonight, They will stay with you for evermore (x2) Sugar candy, candy, how do you feel? With shooting stars and laser beams When I see you dancing next to me ????? on a Saturday night (x2) Do you wanna wanna, Do you wanna wanna, Do you wanna wanna go to the show? (x2) Cos all I want to do is dance all night with you [SPOKEN] Ladies and Gentlemen, the roof will now be opened. You may dance the night away under a new constellation. Let’s hear The Ohio Express. Two turntables and a microphone. A thirty-foot inflatable Joey Ramone. Under flashing lights you can dance all night We’ll have cheap thrills - We’ll have hi-jinks - Under low lights we’ll have kung-fu kicks (x2) And the stars in your eyes that we put there tonight, They will stay with you for evermore (x2) [SPOKEN] Ladies and Gentlemen. We would like to remind you that the sun rises in 15 minutes time. All reports are for another hot and sunny day. [SPOKEN] We’ve got the disco boys in their white jump suits / We’ve got indie girls in Doctor Marten Boots / We’ve got the Rock and Roll that will make you move Come on baby it’s my club [SPOKEN] We’ve got Julie at the back with the synthesisers / We’ve got Sheena down the front with the Kursaal Flyers / We’ve got bubblegum punk-rock disco and soul Come on baby it’s my club [SPOKEN] We’ve got the hot summer nights and the gentle breeze / We’ve got glitter dance floors with giant video screens / We’ve got back beat baby that you just can beat Come on baby it’s my club
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