segunda-feira, dezembro 03, 2007

- original soundtrack -


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 make a picture

'Cos 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 won't you come on over Valerie?

Did you have to go to jail, put your house on up for sail, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan, I hope you find the right man who'll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere, changed the colour of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay the fine you were dodging all the time are you still dizzy?

'Cos 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 won't you come on over Valerie?

(Valerie, The Zutons, versão Mark Ronson+Amy Winehouse)

versão original

3 Comments:

Blogger AM said...

Oh Valerie! You give me heart attack
Oh Valerie! You put me on the rack
Oh you say that I'm history, you say I'm no good
Then you want to be two babes in the wood
That's what I call playing to the gallery
Well I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie

Hey Valerie! She got a scar down here
Valerie! She got gold in her ear
A figure like this, lips like that
Red fingernails, teeth like a cat
She never gets home till five or four or three
Well I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie

Well I'm soft in the head, I give her hard cash
She spends all my money on junk and trash
Nylon fur, plastic shoes
And fifty-seven things she's never going to use
Never, never, never going to use
Oh Valerie! Oh Valerie! Oh Valerie!

Well Valerie! You're going to choke or drown
Valerie! Why don't you put that down?
If you don't get over this eating jag
They're going to take you home in a body bag
I can't stand to see one more calorie
Well I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie

Now every time I turn my back
She's 'round the corner, looking for a crack
It's going to be the ruin of me
Well I'm running on nervous energy
Running on nervous energy

Oh Valerie! She want to move out of town
Valerie! She want the money down
She want leopard-skin this, tiger-skin that
Matching luggage, lipstick, hat
I can't afford her on my salary
Still I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Hmm I'm a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie

Valerie! Oh Valerie! Well! Whooo!

Valerie, Richard Thompson

3/12/07 10:14 da manhã  
Blogger Ji|||i said...

Como não...a-do-ro esta canção!!
espero dançá-la com vc na nossa festa de natal!

3/12/07 10:58 da tarde  
Blogger Belogue said...

Caro AM:
sempre no mesmo comprimento de onda!

Caro Q:
festa de natal? como é que eu ainda não sei de nada? estás cá, não é? vamos dançar isto até cair para o lado (eu até danço isto sentada!). e temos de colocar todos os hits em dia.

4/12/07 12:13 da manhã  

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