Desde la antigüedad, los cantantes se han visto atrapado entre músicos tocones, sin saber qué cantar, tal y como ves en la foto. Pero tranquil@. Estas son, en orden alfabético las letras para la Jam de Vocalstudio, cuyo listado publicamos la semana pasada. La idea es ponértelo fácil, y si no lo has hecho nunca, te atrevas a subirte al escenario a cantar. Recuerda que debes saber el tono en el que te va bien cantar el tema, para indicárselo a la banda. También te ayudará que pienses o practiques previamente cómo vas a empezarlo, y a terminarlo.
Ahí van las letras para la Jam, de las canciones que hemos seleccionado en este otro post…Y un bonus track al final, la letra de canción más antigua que se conserva.
Cheap Thrills
Come on, come on, turn the radio on
It’s Friday night and I won’t be long
Gotta do my hair, I put my make up on
It’s Friday night and I won’t be long
It’s Friday night and I won’t be long
Gotta do my hair, I put my make up on
It’s Friday night and I won’t be long
‘Til I hit the dance floor
Hit the dance floor
I got all I need
No I ain’t got cash
I ain’t got cash
But I got you baby
Hit the dance floor
I got all I need
No I ain’t got cash
I ain’t got cash
But I got you baby
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
But I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
(I love cheap thrills!)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
But I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
Come on, come on, turn the radio on
It’s Saturday and I won’t be long
Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on
It’s Saturday and I won’t be long
It’s Saturday and I won’t be long
Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on
It’s Saturday and I won’t be long
‘Til I hit the dance floor
Hit the dance floor
I got all I need
No I ain’t got cash
I ain’t got cash
But I got you baby
Hit the dance floor
I got all I need
No I ain’t got cash
I ain’t got cash
But I got you baby
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
But I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
(I love cheap thrills!)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills!)
But I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
Oh, oh
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
Oh, oh
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)
I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
(I love cheap thrills)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)
I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (I love cheap thrills)
Autores de la canción: Greg Kurstin / Sia Furler
Letra de Cheap Thrills © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
COME TOGETHER
Here come old flat top
He come groovin’ up slowly
He got joo joo eyeballs
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please
He come groovin’ up slowly
He got joo joo eyeballs
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He got toe jam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free
Come together, right now
Over me
He got toe jam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free
Come together, right now
Over me
He bad production
He got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
He got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
He roller coaster
He got early warning
He got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good looking
‘Cause he’s so hard to see
Come together right now
Over me
He got early warning
He got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good looking
‘Cause he’s so hard to see
Come together right now
Over me
Come together, yeah x 8
Autores de la canción: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Letra de Come Together © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Crazy
I remember when
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space
And when you’re out there, without care
Yeah I was out of touch
But it wasn’t because I didn’t know enough
I just knew too much
Yeah I was out of touch
But it wasn’t because I didn’t know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
And now that you are having the time of your life
Well think twice
That’s my only advice
Well think twice
That’s my only advice
Come on now, who do you
Who do you, who do you
Who do you think you are?
Ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you’re in control?
Well
Who do you, who do you
Who do you think you are?
Ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you’re in control?
Well
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
Just like me
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart
To lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember, is thinking
I wanna be like them
Mm hmm ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it’s no coincidence I’ve come
And I can die when I’m done
To lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember, is thinking
I wanna be like them
Mm hmm ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it’s no coincidence I’ve come
And I can die when I’m done
Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
Probably ooh hmm
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
Probably ooh hmm
Autores de la canción: Brian Joseph Burton / Gian Pero Reverberi / Gianfranco Reverberi / Thomas Callaway
Letra de Crazy © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Foxey Lady
Foxey, foxey
You know you’re a cute little heart breaker, ha
Foxey, yeah
And you know you’re a sweet little love maker, ha
Foxey
You know you’re a cute little heart breaker, ha
Foxey, yeah
And you know you’re a sweet little love maker, ha
Foxey
I want to take you home, haha yeah
I won’t do you no harm no, ha
You got to be all mine, all mine
Ooh foxey lady, yeah
I won’t do you no harm no, ha
You got to be all mine, all mine
Ooh foxey lady, yeah
Foxey, foxey
Now-a I see you come down on the scene
Oh foxey
You make me want to get up and a scream
Foxey, oh baby listen now
Oh foxey
You make me want to get up and a scream
Foxey, oh baby listen now
I’ve made up my mind
Yeah, I’m tired of wasting all my precious time
You got to be all mine, all mine
Foxey lady
Here I come
Yeah, I’m tired of wasting all my precious time
You got to be all mine, all mine
Foxey lady
Here I come
Foxey
Yeah
I’m gonna take you home
I won’t do you no harm no
You got to be all mine, all mine
Foxey lady
I won’t do you no harm no
You got to be all mine, all mine
Foxey lady
Here I come baby, I’m commin’ to get ya
Ooh foxey lady yeah yeah
You look so good foxey
Oh yeah foxey
Yeah give us some foxey
Foxey foxey lady
Foxey lady
You look so good foxey
Oh yeah foxey
Yeah give us some foxey
Foxey foxey lady
Foxey lady
Autores de la canción: Jimi Hendrix
Letra de Foxy Lady © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Hey Jude
Hey Jude, don’t make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude, don’t be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Hey Jude, don’t let me down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin
You’re waiting for someone to perform with
And don’t you know that it’s just you, hey Jude, you’ll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah yeah
You’re waiting for someone to perform with
And don’t you know that it’s just you, hey Jude, you’ll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah yeah
Hey Jude, don’t make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you’ll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you’ll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh
Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude (x16)
Autores de la canción: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Letra de Hey Jude © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Little Wing
Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running ’round.
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales,
That’s all she ever thinks about.
With a circus mind that’s running ’round.
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales,
That’s all she ever thinks about.
When I’m sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
Said, “It’s all right, take anything you want,
Anything you want, anything.”
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
Said, “It’s all right, take anything you want,
Anything you want, anything.”
Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running ’round.
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales,
That’s all she ever thinks about.
With a circus mind that’s running ’round.
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales,
That’s all she ever thinks about.
When I’m sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
Said, “It’s all right, take anything you want,
Anything you want, anything.”
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
Said, “It’s all right, take anything you want,
Anything you want, anything.”
Fly on, little wing.
Autores de la canción: Jimi Hendrix
Letra de Little Wing © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
The Memphis Train
Woo, woo, woo (its the Memphis train)
Train number one is gone
Train number two is gone
Train number three is been gone
Now how long must I wait for you
Train number two is gone
Train number three is been gone
Now how long must I wait for you
Uh, all right
Time I laid my handkerchief on the floor
I’m getting ready to crawl, yeah
I’m getting down on my knees
I’m getting ready to crawl, yeah
I’m getting ready to crawl, yeah
I’m getting down on my knees
I’m getting ready to crawl, yeah
I said, ooh, wee, the Memphis train
Hey, now, now, now, now
Ooh, wee, the Memphis train
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, now, now, now, now
Ooh, wee, the Memphis train
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Train number one is gone
Train number two is gone
Train number three is been gone
Now how long must I wait for you, all right
Train number two is gone
Train number three is been gone
Now how long must I wait for you, all right
Uh, oh, shucks, uh
Ooh, wee, the Memphis train
Hey, now, now, now, now
Ooh, wee, it’s a Memphis train
Yeah, oh, got me going now
Hey, now, now, now, now
Ooh, wee, it’s a Memphis train
Yeah, oh, got me going now
Oh, it’s coming
It’s coming down the track
It ain’t, uh, it ain’t, uh
It ain’t coming back, no, it ain’t
It’s coming down the track
It ain’t, uh, it ain’t, uh
It ain’t coming back, no, it ain’t
It’s going
Going down the track
Yeah, it’s moving on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Going down the track
Yeah, it’s moving on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s got me moving
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
It’s got me moving
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
It’s got me moving
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Got me coming
Got me working
Got me moving now
Got me cooking now
Got me grooving, oww, yeah
Got me working
Got me moving now
Got me cooking now
Got me grooving, oww, yeah
Got me moving, uh
Keep on down the track
Keep on down the track
Autores de la canción: Mack Rice / Rufus Thomas / Willie Iii Sparks
Letra de The Memphis Train © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Play That Funky Music
Hey do it now yeah hey
Yeah, there was a funky singer
Playin’ in a rock and roll band
And never had no problems yeah
Burnin’ down one night stands
And everything around me, yeah
Got to stop to feelin’ so low
And I decided quickly, yes I did
To disco down and check out the show
Yeah they was
Playin’ in a rock and roll band
And never had no problems yeah
Burnin’ down one night stands
And everything around me, yeah
Got to stop to feelin’ so low
And I decided quickly, yes I did
To disco down and check out the show
Yeah they was
Dancin’ and singin’ and movin’ to the groovin’
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die, oh till you die
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die, oh till you die
I tried to understand this
I thought that they were out of their minds
How could I be so foolish (How could I)
To not see I was the one behind
So still I kept on fighting
Well, loosing every step of the way
I said, I must go back there (I got to go back)
And check to see if things still the same
Yeah they was dancin’ and singin’ and movin’ to the groovin’
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die, ya
Till you die
I thought that they were out of their minds
How could I be so foolish (How could I)
To not see I was the one behind
So still I kept on fighting
Well, loosing every step of the way
I said, I must go back there (I got to go back)
And check to see if things still the same
Yeah they was dancin’ and singin’ and movin’ to the groovin’
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die, ya
Till you die
Now first it wasn’t easy
Changin’ Rock and Roll and minds and things were getting shaky
I thought I’d have to leave it behind
But now its so much better (it’s so much better)
I’m funking out in every way
But I’ll never lose that feelin’ (no I won’t)
Of how I learned my lesson that day
When they were dancin’ and singin’ and movin’ to the groovin’
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die
Oh’ till you die
Changin’ Rock and Roll and minds and things were getting shaky
I thought I’d have to leave it behind
But now its so much better (it’s so much better)
I’m funking out in every way
But I’ll never lose that feelin’ (no I won’t)
Of how I learned my lesson that day
When they were dancin’ and singin’ and movin’ to the groovin’
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die
Oh’ till you die
They shouted play that funky music
(Play that funky music)
Play that funky music
(You Gotta keep on playin’ funky music)
Play that funky music
(Play that funky music)
Play that funky music
(Come and take you higher, ya)
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right, ya
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
(Play that funky music)
Play that funky music
(You Gotta keep on playin’ funky music)
Play that funky music
(Play that funky music)
Play that funky music
(Come and take you higher, ya)
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right, ya
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Autores de la canción: Robert W. Parissi
Letra de Play That Funky Music © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
PROUD MARY
Left a good job in the city
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin’
Worryin’ ’bout the way things might have been
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin’
Worryin’ ’bout the way things might have been
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of pane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
‘Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen
Pumped a lot of pane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
‘Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
If you come down to the river
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have [if you got] no money
People on the river are happy to give
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have [if you got] no money
People on the river are happy to give
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Autor: John C. Fogerty
Letra de Proud Mary © The Bicycle Music Company
SUPERSTITION
Very superstitious, writings on the wall
Very superstitious, ladders bout’ to fall
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin’ glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
Very superstitious, ladders bout’ to fall
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin’ glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
When you believe in things that you don’t understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands
Rid me of the problems, do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin’ strong
You don’t want to save me, sad is my song
Rid me of the problems, do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin’ strong
You don’t want to save me, sad is my song
When you believe in things you don’t understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way, yeh, yeh
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way, yeh, yeh
Very superstitious, nothin’ more to say
Very superstitious, the devil’s on his way
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin’ glass
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past
Very superstitious, the devil’s on his way
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin’ glass
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past
When you believe in things that you don’t understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way, no, no, no
Then you suffer
Superstition ain’t the way, no, no, no
STAYIN ALIVE
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it’s alright, it’s okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
The New York Times’ effect on man
I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it’s alright, it’s okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
The New York Times’ effect on man
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
Well now, I get low and I get high
And if I can’t get either, I really try
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes
I’m a dancin’ man and I just can’t lose
You know it’s alright, it’s okay
I’ll live to see another day
We can try to understand
The New York Times’ effect on man
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
PUENTE
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me, yeah
I’m stayin’ alive
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me, yeah
I’m stayin’ alive
REPITE VERSO 1
REPITE ESTRIBILLO
REPITE PUENTE HASTA EL FINAL
Sweet home chicago
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Two and two is four, babe
Four into two is eight
Come on now girl, don’t you now make me late
And I’ve got to leave
Four into two is eight
Come on now girl, don’t you now make me late
And I’ve got to leave
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
One and one is two
Two and two is four
I’m here lonely, I hook and I gotta go
And I cry please
Two and two is four
I’m here lonely, I hook and I gotta go
And I cry please
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Come on
Baby, don’t you wanna go home
Back from the land of California
To my sweet home Chicago
Autores de la canción: Robert Johnson
Letra de Sweet Home Chicago © Peermusic Publishing, The Bicycle Music Company
Use Me
My friends feel it’s their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
My brother sit me right down and he talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I’m sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said brother if you only knew you’d wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I’m sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said brother if you only knew you’d wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
Oh sometimes yeah it’s true you really do abuse me
You get in a crowd of high class people and then you act real rude to me
But oh baby baby baby baby when you love me I can’t get enough
I and I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
You get in a crowd of high class people and then you act real rude to me
But oh baby baby baby baby when you love me I can’t get enough
I and I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
Talking about you using me but it all depends on what you do
It ain’t too bad the way you’re using me
‘Cause I sure am using you to do the things you do
Ah ha to do the things you do
It ain’t too bad the way you’re using me
‘Cause I sure am using you to do the things you do
Ah ha to do the things you do
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Autores de la canción: Bill Withers
Letra de Use Me © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Valerie
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing
And in my head I paint a picture
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing
And in my head I paint a picture
‘Cause since I’ve come on home,
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did you have to go to jail,
Put your house up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn’t catch a tan,
I hope you’ll find the right man who’ll fix it for ya
And are you shopping anywhere,
Changed the color of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
You were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy?
Put your house up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn’t catch a tan,
I hope you’ll find the right man who’ll fix it for ya
And are you shopping anywhere,
Changed the color of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
You were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy?
‘Cause since I’ve come on home,
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing
And in my head I paint a picture
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing
And in my head I paint a picture
‘Cause since I’ve come on home,
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Valeriex8
Why don’t come over Valerie?
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Autores de la canción: Abigail Harding / Boyan Chowdhury / David Alan Mccabe / Russell Thomas Pritchard / Sean Francis Caleb Payne
Letra de Valerie © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Whole Lotta Love
You need cooling
Baby I’m not fooling
I’m gonna send ya
Back to schooling
Baby I’m not fooling
I’m gonna send ya
Back to schooling
A-way down inside
A-honey you need it
I’m gonna give you my love
I’m gonna give you my love
A-honey you need it
I’m gonna give you my love
I’m gonna give you my love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
You’ve been learning
Um baby I been learning
All them good times baby, baby
I’ve been year-yearning
Um baby I been learning
All them good times baby, baby
I’ve been year-yearning
A-way, way down inside
A-honey you need-ah
I’m gonna give you my love, ah
I’m gonna give you my love, ah oh
A-honey you need-ah
I’m gonna give you my love, ah
I’m gonna give you my love, ah oh
Whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
You’ve been cooling
And baby I’ve been drooling
All the good times, baby
I’ve been misusing
And baby I’ve been drooling
All the good times, baby
I’ve been misusing
A-way, way down inside
I’m gonna give ya my love
I’m gonna give ya every inch of my love
I’m gonna give ya my love
I’m gonna give ya my love
I’m gonna give ya every inch of my love
I’m gonna give ya my love
Hey!
Alright! Let’s go!
Alright! Let’s go!
Whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
Want to whole lotta love
BRIDGE
Way down inside
Woman, you need, yeah
Love!!!!
Woman, you need, yeah
Love!!!!
My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my
Lord
Shake for me girl
My, my, my, my
Lord
Shake for me girl
I wanna be your backdoor man
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Cool, my, my baby
A-keep it cooling baby
A-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
A-keep it cooling baby
A-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
Ah-keep it cooling baby
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Autores de la canción: John Bonham / John Paul Jones / Jimmy Page / Sharon Plant
Letra de Whole Lotta Love © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
La canción más antigua del mundo:
Ya que estamos viendo letras, no puedo evitar añadir la nota cultural: Mira lo que dice el Epitafio de Sekeilos, considerada la pieza musical más antigua de la que tenemos constancia:
Mientras vivas, brilla,
no sufras por nada en absoluto.
La vida dura poco,
y el tiempo exige su tributo.
no sufras por nada en absoluto.
La vida dura poco,
y el tiempo exige su tributo.
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