My echo echo is the only voice coming back
You put your arms around me and I'm home
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
Cover à la Neon Trees
Blow the candles out
The square root of 69 is 8 something, right?
So I surrender
To every word you whisper
Every door you enter
I will let you in
Hey, boy, I really wanna see you
If you can go downtown with a girl like me
Hey, boy, I really wanna be with you
'Cause you my type oh na na na na
Pluggmusik
I would catch a grenade for you
Nattlig favoritmusik :)
Champagne Dolce
Dags att fixa inför kvällens firande. Gästerna trillar in om sex timmar och det ska inhandlas mat, städas och fixas. Så vi förtjänar musik, men jag går ifrån det som dom flesta kommer posta idag, nämligen ABBA's Happy New Year. Nej istället får ni en av mina absoluta favoriter of all times. Vad skulle jag annars lyssna på medan jag fyller min inköpskorg med Asti Spumante?
CrushCrushCrush
Det skulle ha varit en utgång i Malmö bland inoljade kroppar och transvestiter. Istället blev det en überförkyld kväll på soffan med dåliga filmer på teve och en allmän tristess. Hur får man tiden att gå snabbare när den är såå långsam? Jo, vi planerar Londonresan ännu en gång. Kollar artistlistan för Sweden Rock och inser att Yran nog skulle passa bättre. Terroriserar Sofie över msn. Knarkar musik på Youtube. Drömmer om Mannen.
I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
If you want to play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, let's play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this now
Rock and roll, baby
Don't you know that we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, hey (Hey!)
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, Hey
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
Give me something to sing about
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
No, oh
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than
More than this
Så springer vi lite!
John Mayer-mix
För dessa grå dagar
Is it okay if I call you mine?
Is it okay if I call you mine?
Just for a time
And I will be just fine
If I know that you know that I'm
Wanting , needing your love
Oh
If I ask of you is it all right
If I ask you to hold me tight
Through a cold, dark night
'Cause there may be a cloudy day in sight
And I need to let you know that I might
Be needing your love
Oh
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me
When I'm reminded of you
Like when I hear your name,
Or see a place that you've been
Or see a picture of your grin,
Or pass a house that you've been in
At one time or another.
It sets off something in me I can't explain.
And I can't wait to see you again.
Oh, babe, I love your love
Oh
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me
When I'm reminded of you
I'm going home
Sådär lagom gulligt
Från och med du
Mmm
Onsdagsromantik
Du är mitt undantag
Lördagsmys