Nyla - The Weekend: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Nyla

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Rock

Nyla fue lanzado el 8 de febrero de 2005 por Outside Music como parte del álbum Beatbox My Heartbeat

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumBeatbox My Heartbeat

Fecha de lanzamiento8 de febrero de 2005

Sello discográficoOutside Music

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM160

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes

The Weekend

Intérprete

Naomi Battah

Voces de fondo

Simon Kendall

Piano

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Andrea Wasse

Composición

Letra

You say you like New York better than L.A

And I just sit there

I believe that you like looking like a Ramone

And I would rather kiss a Beach Boy

Feel the sand beneath my toes

And feel the sun burn up my nose

I'll give you all of my black clothes

Just light your smoke and watch me go

Come come come again?

What was that you said?

Listen carefully

And maybe then you'll see

That this time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

'Cause I'm so sick of dreary winters

And mornings spent in subway stations

Going to a job I hate

More and more with every day

I want the lifestyle of the rich and famous

While you prefer to remain nameless

But that's you, hey, and this is me

I'm gonna live the fantasy

Come come come again?

What was that you said?

Listen carefully

And maybe then you ll see

That this time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, next year, I won't, be here

You say you like New York better than L.A

And I just sit there

I believe that you like looking like a Ramone

When I would rather kiss a Beach Boy

Come come come again?

What was that you said?

Listen carefully

And maybe then you'll see

Come come come again?

What was that you said?

Listen carefully

And maybe then you'll see

That this time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, next year, I won't, be here

This time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, this time, next year, next year

I won't be here

This time, next year, I won't, be here

Come come come again?

What was that you said?

Listen carefully

And maybe then you'll see...

Written by: Andrea Wasse

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