Letras ... Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. Female singer & band with sax section & latin percussion.
Cuando quieres, no quieroyo quiero, tu vuelves.Me besas, te beso, me encientes. Te vas ! Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me dejas sin control. Si tú quieres hoy puedo me llamas invítame a cenar Cuando quieres, no quieroyo quiero, tu vuelves.Me besas, te beso, me encientes. Aaahh! Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me dejas sin control. Corazón, corazón, no partas por favor. Corazón, corazón, me llenas de ilusión. Por que quiero tu amor Dame tu corazón pum pum pum late mi corazón sueña conmigo amor
Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with sax section & latin percussion.
Letras ... Spicy cha cha cha in the NY style with a kitschy touch. Sung in ...Spicy cha cha cha in the NY style with a kitschy touch. Sung in Spanglish. Male singer & band with brass & cuban percussion. Latin.
I made this Swing Under a coco tree This blended cha cha Just for your hips Here is your baby... Gial I'm muy picante man Just wanna have some fun Bailando rico son And groove it And dance it Que rico
Spicy cha cha cha with a kitschy touch. Band with brass section & ...Spicy cha cha cha with a kitschy touch. Band with brass section & cuban percussion. Latin.
Letras ... Dreamy but rhythmic. Synth, electric guitar, bass, male singer @ 1'06 ...Dreamy but rhythmic. Synth, electric guitar, bass, male singer @ 1'06 & rhythm.
I've got my mind on my moneyI've got my mind on my money
Letras ... Energic & proud. Rock band with male singer.
I like the way you danceI like the way you hold me tightI like the way you move your bodyI like the way you turn me onI like it when you do these things to meI like it when you do these things This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me on
I like it when you danceI like it when I hold you tightI like it when you move your bodyI like it when you turn me onI like it when you do these things to meI like it when you do these things This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me on How you turn me on. This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is why you turn me on. This is why you turn me on. This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is why you turn me on.
Letras ... Rageous & powerful. Rock band with synth & male singer.
I'm thinking about the futureI'm thinking about nowI'm thinking about the universeI'm thinking 'bout the sky I think about timeI think about time and spaceI think about the worldI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. Sometimes I think about the empty spaceThe arrow of timeI think about the universeI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. SometimesI think about you. Sometimes I think about the empty spaceThe arrow of timeI think about the universeI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. SometimesI think about you. Sometimes Sometimes , sometimes.Sometimes , sometimes.
Letras ... Latin funky/rap sung in Spanglish. Lively & positive. Male singer, ...Latin funky/rap sung in Spanglish. Lively & positive. Male singer, percussion & brass section.
From there i come from, My beauty island,So put yo hand on the air, Mi ghetto, Run take a plane to go San Andres, a beautiful place to pass it the best, non stress,come and flex, Take a walk on the white sand,with the sun on yo face,Feel the cool breeze front a the sea, Is really nice thing,as yo can see,Is just like a dream,A paradise life,I'm proud to be raizal,Follow me.... Come and jam,with mi culture song,Put your hands in the air, If yo love to dance, With my ting shingalin, Wath wuman me see, Eo,Eo, Eo FR: D’où, je viens Mon île de beauté Donc, mettez vos mains en l'air Mon ghetto Prendre un avion pour aller à San Andres Un bel endroit pour passer le meilleurPas de stressVenez et relaxez-vousFaites une promenade sur le sable blanc Avec le soleil sur vos visagesSentez-vous le font de brise fraîche de la mer C’est une belle chose Comme vous pouvez le voir C'est comme un rêveUne vie de paradisJe suis fier d'être “raizal” Suivez-moi .... Venez et amusez-vous Ma chanson de culte Mettez vos mains en l'air Si vous aimez danser Avec mon truc « shingalin » Quelle femme me regarde EoEo
Letras ... Latin boogaloo sung in spanglish. Dancing & positive. Male vocal, ...Latin boogaloo sung in spanglish. Dancing & positive. Male vocal, rhythm, piano & brass section. Solo saxophone @ 2'19.
You and me,are looking for some one, to make us feel good, you and me,are ready for action, for more satisfaction. Hoy en la noche tengo ganas de conoce' una muchacha, i see that girl in the club i crush on her,i feel to dance some chacha. Esos ojitos blue,y su long dark hair,she realy got me crazy, la quiero conocer, and all the nigth long i gone be with her. you and me no vamos a goza, ve mujer te voy a enamorar. FR: Toi et moi On est à la recherche de quelqu'un Pour qu’on se sente bien Toi et moiOn est prêt pour l'action Pour plus de satisfaction Ce soir j'ai envie de connaitre une fille Je vois cette fille dans le club Je craque pour elleJ'ai le sentiment de danser un peu de cha cha Ces yeux bleusEt ses longs cheveux noirs Elle me rend vraiment fouJe veux la rencontrer et toute la nuit Je veux être avec elle Toi et moi, on va s'amuserViens, femme. Je vais te faire tomber amoureuse
Letras ... Bitter sweet salsa sung in spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & ...Bitter sweet salsa sung in spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & brass section.
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama. Oye salió el solMucha gente motivada teniendo el control Hace falta la tierra pero aquí estoy yo Mi tierra me llama, taking all for all Sólo pensarte me hace llorar, quiero regresar. Sólo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilar He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama. He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama. Take it slow, let it flow Form the east to the west coast. North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.Latinos hang out Tumbao con flow montuno y guaguanco Y el negro vaciló Oye, groove it babyOye bailador,Sube que sube, que sube.I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver. Mi tierra me llama.Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.Mi tierra me llama.Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve. Mi tierra me llama.Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.Mi tierra me llama.Sólo pensarte me hace llorar. Mi tierra me llama.Sólo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver para vacilar. FR: Eh maman (x 3) Ma belle terre m’appelle Eh maman (x 3)Ma belle terre m’appelle Écoute, le soleil se lèveBeaucoup de gens motivés ont le contrôle Ma terre me manque, mais je suis ici Ma terre m’appelle, en prenant tout par tout Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer J'ai envie de rentrerSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurer Je veux rentrer pour m'amuser Prenez votre temps, laisser couler De l'est à la côte ouestNord et sudTout commence à devenir mieux Latinos "sortez" Tumbao avec du "flow" montuno guaguancô Et le noir s'amuse Hey, bouge-toi ma petite Hey danseur Montez, montez Je veux rentrer Ma terre m’appelle Mon peuple de mon île, qui m'a vu naître Ma terre m'appelle Chanter avec ma famille, on ne s'est pas vu depuis longtemps Ma terre m'appelleTout est prêt, on s'amuse tout le week-endMa terre m'appelle Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer J'ai envie de rentrerSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurer Je veux rentrer pour m'amuser
Negro chombo me dicen Por q soy mulato oscuro Tengo la bemba colora Y tengo el pelo bien duro Si si si negros hay muchosUnos mas clarosy otro inmensamente oscurosPero mi vieja decía q como chombo ninguno Yo soy un negro bembomhijo de negro rumberoMe gusta el ron y el vacilónpor que a papa le gusto le gusto primero El negrito se fue pa la rumba Y papa le gusto primeroEsa fue su decisiónY papa le gusto primero Ese tipo era un locoY ya lo tengo pillao Igualito a su papáHijo e tigre sale pintao El negrito se fue pa la rumba Y papa le gusto primeroEsa fue su decisiónY papa le gusto primero Hijo de negro rumberoY papa le gusto primeroLe gusta el ron las mujeres y vacilón Y papa le gusto primero FR: "Chombo le noir" m'appelle Parce que je suis mulâtre foncé J'ai la bouche coloréeEt j’ai la peau bien dure Oui oui oui, il y a beaucoup de Noirs Quelques uns plus clairs Et d'autres d’autres extrêmement foncésMais ma mère m'a dit que comme "Chombo le noir" aucun ! Je suis un "noir bembon"Fils d'un noir fêtardJ’aime bien le rhum et m'amuser Parce qu’à mon père l'a plu en premier Le petit noir est allé à la rumba Et à papa lui a plu en premier C'était sa décisionEt à papa lui a plu en premier Ce gars était un fou Je l’ai entre les yeuxTout comme son pèreFils du tigre va avec ses rayures Le noir est allé à rumbaEt à papa lui a plu en premier C'était sa décision Et à papa lui a plu en premier Fils de fêtard noirEt à papa lui a plu premier Il aime les femmes et le rhum et s’amuser Et à papa lui a plu en premier
Letras ... Salsa/mambo. Passionnate & dancing. Male singer, brass section & ...Salsa/mambo. Passionnate & dancing. Male singer, brass section & rhythm. Solo trumpet @ 1'50.
La muchacha se fue Se fue se fueY yo no se porque Esa muchacha se fue Se fue se fue Pa donde pa donde se fue Si tu me vePor ahí buscándole Es que me desespere Ya te vua deci porqué Suelta.... Esa mucha se fue y medejo el corazón roto Con el alma echa polvoYo me recuperaréTu va ve Pa cuando no se La muchacha se fueSe fueeeee...La muchacha se fueSe fue se fueDesde q te fuisteLas cosas no andan mal Pero si querés volver Con gusto seré tu man Compai mala mia Me quedaron mal Esta travesíaTe quedo en pañal FR: La fille est partie Elle est partie, elle est partie Et je ne sais pas pourquoi Elle est partie, elle est partieIl a été laisséOù?Je ne sais pas Si vous me voyezPars là, à sa recherche Et, parce que je suis désespéré Maintenant, tu vas dire pourquoi? Lâche-moi ... Cette fille est partie et m'a laissé le cœur brisé Avec l'âme faite poussière Je vais m'en sortir Vous le verrezQuand? Je ne sais pas Depuis ton départLes choses ne sont pas mal Mais si tu veux revenirAvec plaisir je serai ton homme "Compay" quel malheur Elle m'a plantéCette histoire Cette histoire était trop grande pour toi
Letras ... Arty & nervous. Rock band with male singer.
trigger in your headtrigger on your bedtriGger on the beachtriGger like a bitch trigger when you rundeath blow of the suntrigger in your planewith cocktails in your veins someday i will drag you undone
A girl who loves you is waiting forYou’ve got everything you want and moreHow could you possibly think you’re wrong?She’s hurt! Can’t you feel it?Don’t you think the love you share is strong? Every day you find a new excuseThat you’re far away and in your youthI can’t fight! I won’t, ‘cause there’s no useShe’s weary! Can’t you feel it?I think you had time to find your truth Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in! You turn around and let the wind blowYou open your sails without knowing where to goOne day you’ll find yourself lost and brokeShe’s drowning! Can you see it?Our ship will sink if we don’t pull through
Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in!
POP MUSIC Pop music , Pop musicPop music , I'm singing each dayPop music , drum in my brainPop music , gonna drive me insanePop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music When I'm drunk at the barPop music , when I'm driving my carPop music , feel like a superstarPop music , dancing in my bra Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music I want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bowI want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bow Come and sing along to the sexy little songCome and sing along to the sexy little song Yeah I know it's trashIt ain't punk so it's junkPop music , it is hard to admitI know that I love it Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music
POP MUSIC 3 radio edit When I'm drunk at the barPop music , when I'm driving my carPop music , feel like a superstarPop music , dancing in my bra Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music Yeah I know it's trashIt ain't punk so it's junkPop music , it is hard to admitI know that I love it Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music I want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bowI want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bow Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music
Morning messAs you’re lying still dressedI’m sitting and shaking you The party’s overThink we drunk too muchRemember carrying you Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up Morning dustYou’re my queen of lustI’ve got pictures of you I know what you’re doingAnd I don’t like itI will have to talk to you If there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could goIf there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could go Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up
Letras ... Catchy & rhythmic. Electric guitar, male singer, bass & rhythm.
Inside I feel that something growsNothing’s going on but you have to knowNo more than a month since we have met, it’s timeSometimes you’re moving like a animalI don’t get what your fear when it’s physicalBe yourself, please, make it comfortableLet me drive you, and forget it all We'll stick togetherEverything goesI like when you fall into my armsWe’ll bind together Don’t drop your clothesI feel safe even when we hang out TrueIt must have been so hardTrue, I knowIt’s like a stain in your mindBut you have to move onYou can be sure I’m a reliable guyNo need to bleed moreYou have a chance, don’t let it pass And I know that you wanna sayIt could be a different wayNo more talking, let us play, and rise
Heavy Heavy HeavyYou're my styleHeavy Heavy Hevay You're my leather oneHeavy Heavy
Stole my heartHeavy Heavy Heavy You're my tied-up bride I
You make howl at nightI You make crawl uptightIYour weight is all I likeFineYou're bigger than my life Now it fells rightTonight's the nightFor meEverything goesWe knowThat we're gonna mess around
My elephant sealYou are so realOh I won'tNever hang upSo come homeand just give me what I want Scream and shout is what you're up toMy fur is ready for youShow me your back, then your neck, close your eyesand you'll never ask me to stop Heavy Heavy Heavy Love your poundsHeavy Heavy Heavy Now your flesh is warmHeavy Heavy Heavy
Stand upon me all night
Heavy Heavy Heavy The whip is on your side Your weight is all I likeYou're bigger than my life Now it fells rightTonight's the nightFor meEverything goesWe knowThat we're gonna break our bones My elephant seal U are so realOh I won'tNever hang upSo come on And just give me what I want
Letras ... Dynamic & changing. Electric guitar, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Is it alright ? If I can’t move aheadYour speed is too highWell I can’tFollow your strideLife’s not a race I don’t want toI’m not prepared toI will loose you I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face Even at nightYou don’t want to restThe run is still hardUselessAnd I do wonderIf you will stop somedayAnd would you botherIf I no longer wait ?
One two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw upOne two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw up I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face
