jueves, abril 02, 2009

El señor azul


Our guardian star lost all his glow
The day that I lost you
He lost all his glitter the day you said no
And his silver turned to blue
Like him, I am doubtful that your love is true
But if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh)
When you say you love me (ah, Mr. Blue)
Then prove it by goin' out on the sly
Provin' your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh)
When you say you're sorry (ah, Mr. Blue)
Then turn around, head for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue

I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone at night (right by the phone)
But you won't call
And I-I won't hu-urt my pride (call me Mr)

I won't tell you (wah-a-wah-ooh)
Why you paint the town (ah, Mr. Blue)
A bright red to turn it upside down
I'm paintin' it too
But I'm paintin' it blue
Call me Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh)
Call me Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh)

Call me Mr. Blue

Mr. Blue
The Fleetwoods
1959

2 comentarios:

Moutinho Mores dijo...

A homene cantante es hermafrodita, verdade?
Creo que reconoscimento mio da esta grande cualidade ya es bem.
Mais penso raro puis no complido democratico nai hermafrodita Fleetwood.
Es acaecimento o todos hermafroditas son democraticos o no todos?
Habitan hermafroditas no democraticos?

Molibdeno Molar dijo...

Dices bien Moutinho, como es costumbre.
Tanto, que parece que el primer nombre que barajaron para su trío bucal fue The Hermaphrodites, pero parece que la disquera no estuvo muy de acuerdo por aquello del qué dirán (y no volverán).