Cover di Tropical Brainstorm

Tropical Brainstorm
Album - 27 marzo 2000 - Debaser id 25507

di Kirsty MacColl

I'm stalking a fan
He lives in a high rise block
And here I am
He shouldn't have turned my rock
He's brushing his teeth
He doesn't look bad from this far
I'm hailing a cab
And I'm gonna follow his car
Wherever he goes
I won't be too far behind
Just hanging around
Driving him out of his mind
Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me

I'm stalking a fan
He used to write all the time
How lovely I am
He really made me feel fine
But how they forget
He needed a wake-up call
And he will regret
Having been so shallow
He made me believe
That I was some kind of myth
So here I am
How could he treat me like this?

Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me

Wherever he goes
I won't be too far behind
Just hanging around
Driving him out of his mind
I'm stalking a fan
He's gone to the record store
To buy a CD
By some other girl not me
He's taking her home
Getting her out of her box
And putting her on
And dancing around in his socks

Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me
Treachery made a monster out of me

Getting her out of her box
Treachery
And dancing around in his socks
Treachery
Treachery
And dancing around in his socks
Treachery
Driving him out of his mind
Il tuo voto:
Oh she is hot, she's hot, she's hot
She's just a wild and wicked slut
And she lives inside my head and stops me sleeping
And when I think she's finally gone
Some guy arrives and turns her on
Then she parties until dawn
This can't go on
Celestine
Get out my dreams
You're killing me so slowly

So many men, so many fights
So many parties and late nights
She plumbs the depths and hits the heights
That Celestine
She pretends that she can't hear me
She pretends she's nowhere near me
She just goes quiet and pretends that she's not in
But Celestine I know you're there
In your exotic underwear
And you are fixing up your hair now, Celestine

Celestine
Get out my dreams
You're killing me so slowly

My lover looked into my eyes
And I could tell by his surprise
It was not me he saw in there but Celestine
And now it's her that he lusts after
I can hear that wicked laughter
Still he comes to me but I know where he's been

Celestine
Get out my dreams
You're killing me so slowly

Celestine
Get out my dreams
You're killing me so slowly

My lover hasn't got a clue
He doesn't know that he's untrue
And it's not me he makes love to but Celestine
Oh yes she's hot, she's hot, she's hot
I guess she's everything I'm not
And she lives inside my head and stops me sleeping
Il tuo voto:
Here in the country we dance and we play
And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
I fell in love with a real city boy
Who's afraid of his nature, afraid of his joy
I punched him out and brought him to this hut
But I know he'll thank me when he wakes up
We got trees, we got snakes, we got acres of sky
His life in the city was making him cry

Come on, come on darling, be brave for a while
You don't look afraid when you laugh and you smile
I'll be good, I'll be strong
I'll be just what you needed all along

Here in the country we dance and we play
And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
I fell in love with a real city boy
Who's afraid of his nature, afraid of his joy

Us Amazonians know where we stand
We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
Us Amazonians make out alright
But we want something to hold in the forest at night

Come on, come on darling, be brave for a while
You don't look afraid when you laugh and you smile
Breathe in deep, stick with me
You'll still be free as you let yourself be

If you're certain, if you're true
I'll be the only country girl for you
I'll be good, I'll be strong
I'll be just what you needed all along

Here in the country we dance and we play
And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
I fell in love with a real city boy
Gotta teach him about nature, and teach him about joy

Us Amazonians know where we stand
We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
Us Amazonians make out alright
But we want something to hold in the forest at night

Here's my boyfriend, he's small, he is blue
He is cold, he is rough, he's appalling that's true
But he's got the power, he's got the fire
To be just like us is his only desire

He'll learn to hunt and I'll teach him to fish
We'll boil up our rice in a satellite dish
We'll plant cassava wherever we can
Us Amazonians always get our man

Us Amazonians know where we stand
We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
Us Amazonians make out alright
But we want something to hold in the forest at night
Il tuo voto:
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