martes, 16 de octubre de 2007

Las alegrías del 16 de Octubre.

Bandolero
"Paris latino (Extended Version)"

Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Bandolero rock
Bandolero choc
Bandolero rock
Bandolero choc
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino

Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire
Danse avec le reflet du miroir
Arrivé direct from Mexico
Don Diego de las Vegas, Z comme Zorro

Ca se bouscule dans les couloirs
Les poseurs, les voyeurs, tous ceux qui aiment s'faire voir
Tout le monde est lá, mème ceux qu'on attend
Pas la playmate du mois, miss Cha Cha Cha

Oh, Miss Cha Cha Cha, Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha, que linda esta

Au milieu de tout ça, il y a nous, il y a moi
Et (Don't forget me, I'm doctor B.)
Verre sur verre de Cuba libre (Don't forget me, I'm doctor B.)
Verre sur verre de Cuba libre (Doctor B., huh, that's me)

Yes, yes, show
You don't stop
Come on, come on
Let's see rock, rock

And don't play you, can't you see?
You better watch yourself, I'm doctor B.

Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Bandolero rock
Bandolero choc
Bandolero rock
Bandolero choc
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino

Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire
Amoureuse folle du reflet dans le miroir
Reparti direct to Mexico
Don Diego de la Vegas sa cape son bandeau

Plus personne dans les couloirs
Les poseurs, les voyeurs sont allés se faire voir
Odeur de tabac, de cendriers froids
Les parfums sucrès de Miss Cha Cha Cha

Oh, Miss Cha Cha Cha, Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha, que linda esta

Au milieu de tout ça, il y a nous, il y a moi
Et (Don't forget me, I'm doctor B.)
Verre brisé de Cuba libre (Don't forget me, I'm doctor B.)
Verre brisé de Cuba libre (Doctor B., that's me)

Yes, yes, show
You don't stop
Come on, come on
Let's see rock, rock

And don't play you, can't you see?
You better watch yourself, I'm doctor B.

Hi!

I'm gonna make you move (Get down)
To the latest groove (Don't stop!)
Just give up your shoes (Hit the top!)
And begin to groove (Party!)

Don't waste no time (Get down)
Get drunk on wine (Don't stop!)
It's time to score (Hypnotize)
So what you're waiting for?

Now it's my time to rap with you
So listen close to the shell-shot groove
Won't take much time I have in mind
Wear a brand new banner, that's so divine

Don't spend no time to rock'n'roll
'Cause roll don't rock and rock don't roll
We got some hot that will hit the spot
Some are brand new, Bandolero rock

We're gonna rock the east, we're gonna rock the west
We're gonna rock the girls and blues into the test
We'll rock you, but don't forget
That a man's ashamed with a bit of the best

Get down!

Now one thing more before I go
I just like to say it
I wanna rock some more
I'm the latest combination
this part of the nation
to rap is all I'm saying
it's my destination
Dr. B, rock the house
yes yes, I really rock the house
Dr. B, rock the house
yes yes, I really rock the house...

2 comentarios:

Jose dijo...

Has probado a declamar estas letras?

MadRod dijo...

Sip, completamente imposible, pero... ¡las cantan! O bueno, lo que hagan con ellas. Completitas, incluso en francés!! Obnubilado soy, játetú. Y yo que adoraba esta canción de jovencillo...