There's a ghost in me, Who wants to say I'm sorry. Doesn't mean I'm sorry.

jueves, 6 de marzo de 2008

Chris Cornell: Billie Jean



She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts

And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth


Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son


Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover...

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Pero qué sociedad más sádica!
Cómo puede ser que Miguel Jackson se haya hecho rico very rich y famoso *famosazo mal* con esta canción!
Mi disco, mi primer discazo favorito que me regaló mi abuela apenas salió fue Thriller.
Qué triste la letra mon dieu!
Y qué grande Miguel! Pero en qué carajos te has convertido man...me apena tantíssimo.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=PKDnykU5iTc&feature=share

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Ok la venía escuchando de ida a lo de Mom tipo mantra la versión de Chris Cornell.
Claro está que soy un tipo Soundgarden modelo ´94 así que si, me gusta Mr. Cornell BUT!

QUE PEDAZO DE VERSIÓN QUE TE MANDASTE PAPITO...

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