"Lléname de tus historias,que se detengan las horas.Regálame la llave de tu imaginación.Ojalá la vida fueran sólo estas pequeñas cosas."
domingo, septiembre 23, 2007
PRESENTACION DE SMOKING POINT
viernes, septiembre 21, 2007
SMOKING POINT
miércoles, septiembre 19, 2007
CON PABLO MORO EN LA TPA EL RETONNO
lunes, septiembre 17, 2007
LOVE POTION Nº 9
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
I told her that I was a flop with chics
I've been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine"
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine