Put a smile on your face
it's good to me and to you sometimes
you see the flowers which are fading
even though they don't think of time
'Cause time is such a sudden thing
that we can't think if we are weak-hearted
and winter always comes along
to make us perceive sadness is gone
Put your red floral dress on
lack of fancy is the biggest wrong
leaves are falling outside right now
while that naïve song is playing on my radio
cheer is beyond of a simple word
and it spreads around as blood (with virus)
My sin is seeing joy mainly where
little things dwell, it's the rhythm, my darling
-Let's start again-
Put a smile on your face
not regulation, but a style of living
time is such a sudden thing
and it turns the life alike, I agree
you see, my music
can be an anthem
to Thee...
#This lyrics was written based on the rhythm of a marvelous, popular Brazilian music which is rated as MPB, it's called "Aquarela do Brasil".
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label guitar. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 10, 2014
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Dance Fast a Little
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
when the lights glow around, my soul
wants to come outside to love
turn your highlights on for me
learn to earn money, earn your diamonds
Let's shake that floor with odd positions
amaze the rich guys throughout the disco
DJ, let my music playing all night, struggle
as long as I kiss my former in the line
of the bathroom
It's half to midnight
our lives will start!
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial
Play with my stick, I won't let you down
I'll be your sexy, addicted bunny
Give me your guitar, I'll throw it to the crowd
you know I'll forget your number till Sunday
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
You know we don't need to care
about tomorrow somewhere
But if you supose you need to
I don't give a fuck, and fuck you!
and fuck ya!
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
when the lights glow around, my soul
wants to come outside to love
turn your highlights on for me
learn to earn money, earn your diamonds
Let's shake that floor with odd positions
amaze the rich guys throughout the disco
DJ, let my music playing all night, struggle
as long as I kiss my former in the line
of the bathroom
It's half to midnight
our lives will start!
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial
Play with my stick, I won't let you down
I'll be your sexy, addicted bunny
Give me your guitar, I'll throw it to the crowd
you know I'll forget your number till Sunday
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
You know we don't need to care
about tomorrow somewhere
But if you supose you need to
I don't give a fuck, and fuck you!
and fuck ya!
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial
Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour
Labels:
dance,
dancefloor,
disco,
glamour,
guitar,
highlights,
party,
Sex
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