: Pronto Che ore sono al mondo Che ancora non mi sento Come sto Tanto Se tanto mi da? tanto E? meglio fare il tonto Che bueno esta Che bueno esta Pronto
the story is kind of tragic." - Caroline There's a deep girl in the corner shop Selling sugar for money in the dead of the night And her soul's in the sugar
thick With the sun of Arabia She surrenders her voices They gather, on the wind Talkin, chanting, breathing Into her body...yesterday Awakened beside The scent of burnt sugar
"Delorean" de Mcfly, el balon de Oliver Aaton, las tuercas de Optimus Prime, Doctor Zoidberg, Bender o Fry, Marc Lenders o el freestyle de Life, Sugar
cold. I loved his secret places but I can't go anymore. "You change like sugar cane," says my northern lad. I guess you go too far when pianos try to
my little honey and love me all the time) Now sugar time is anytime... Sugar in the morning sugar in the evening sugar at suppertime Be my little sugar
intention that we have is vast You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on your Oh well, then here comes the gelatin Tips on some sugars but you yap
topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist They were all in love dyin' they were doin' it in Texas Tommy played piano like a
cold I loved his secret places but I can't go anymore "You change like sugar cane", Says my northern lad I guess you go too far when pianos try to be
gargle with the finest champagne They hitch up their skirts and exclaim It's not very far, sugar It's not very far, sugar Pour a little sugar on me, sugar
Black Mattie Blues Trk 5 Dsc 1 3:27 Sleepy John Estes (John Adams Estes) Sleepy John Estes - vocal & guitar, Jab Jones - piano 'Tee' - harmonica, James
horn) Roy Estrada (bass) Jimmy Carl Black (drums) Arthur Tripp (drums) Don Preston (piano, organ, electronic effects) Don "Sugar Cane" Harris (electric
! My hopes became a statue my mouth became a gun In the hit parade of self interest I remained at number one I was Mozart's old piano with a special gold
the guitar plays Listen to the way that the bass part lays Down in the middle of the tune and the rhythm so strong Boom b' boom goes the big bass drum Piano
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
) Roy estrada (bass) Jimmy carl black (drums) Arthur tripp (drums) Don preston (piano, organ, electronic effects) Don "sugar cane" harris (electric
estrada (bass, vocals) Jimmy carl black (drums) Arthur tripp (drums) Don preston (piano, organ, electronic effects) Don "sugar cane" harris
