Muziek Grand Band realiza un tributo musical a los años 70s y 80s: Bad Girls / On the Radio / Never Can Say Goodbye / Copacabana

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Letra

Bad girls

Talking about the sad girls

Sad girls

Talking about bad girls, yeah

See them out on the street at night, walkin'

Picking up on all kinds of strangers

If the price is right

You can't score if you're pocket's tight

But you want a good time

You ask yourself

Who they are

Like everybody else,

They come from near and far

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

On the radio

Whoa oh oh oh

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio

And they told the world just how you felt

It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat

They never said your name but I knew just who they meant

I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too

If by chance you heard it for yourself

I never told a soul just how I've been feeling about you

But they said it really loud they said it on the air

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

On the radio

Whoa oh oh oh

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

On the radio

Whoa, oh, oh

I never can say goodbye

No, no, no i,

I never can say goodbye

Every time I think I’ve had enough

And start heading for the door

There’s a very strange vibration

Kissing me right to the core or pericing me right to the core

It says turn around you fool,

You know you love him more

And more

Tell me why is it so?

Don’t wanna let you go

I never can say goodbye boy

Ooh ooh baby

I never can say goodbye

No no no no no no

Ooh hey

I never can say goodbye, boy

Ooh ooh baby

I never can say goodbye

(no no no no no no) hey

(Cómo esta las palmas arriba mi gente)

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl

With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there

She would merengue and do the cha-cha

And while she tried to be a star

Tony always tended bar

Across the crowded floor, they worked from eight til four

They were young and they had each other

Who could ask for more?

At the copa (co) Copacabana (Copacabana)

The hottest spot north of Havana (here)

At the copa (co) Copacabana

Music and passion were always the fashion

At the copa they fell in love

Copa, Copacabana

Copa, Copacabana

Copacabana.


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