сряда, 6 юли 2011 г.

Soul Music ...

No writing in Bulgarian this time! 'Cause if I do it'll be an abuse to the beauty of English. Anyway, as you know I like music and I enjoy story telling (ever since I was a little baby!). What if you can combine both? ... Well, you'll get the next artist I'm gonna talk about. Not only does she do story telling but at the same time she's an outstanding music performer. I've been meaning to write about 'er for some time now so here is a little bit of what I wanna say ... and if you lisTen and keep your eyes opened you may see the big picture ...



So, presently
I'm standing here right now
You're so demanding
Tell me what you want from me

Concluding, concentrating
On my music, lover and my babies
Makes me wanna ask the lady
For a ticket outta town

So can I get a window seat?
Don't want nobody next to me
I just want a ticket outta town
A look around and a safe touch down

Can I get a window seat?
Don't want nobody next to me
I just want a chance to fly
A chance to cry and a long bye-bye

But I need you to want me
and I need you to miss me
I need your attention yes
I need you next me

Oh, I need someone to clap for me
I need your direction
Somebody say, come back
Come back, baby, come back
I want you to need me

Come back, come back, baby, come back
Come back, come back, baby, come back
Come back, come back, baby, come back

So, in my mind I'm tusslin'
Back and forth 'tween here and hustlin'
I don't wanna time travel no more
I wanna be here, I'm thinking

See on this porch I'm rockin'
Back and forth like Lightning Hopkins
If anybody speak to Scotty
Tell him, beam me up

But I need you to miss me
Need somebody come get me
I need your attention
Need your energy, yes, I do



Bag lady, you gon' hurt your back
Draggin' all them bags like that
I guess nobody ever told you
All you must hold on to is you, is you, is you

One day all them bags gon' get in your way
One day all them bags gon' get in your way
I said one day all them bags gon' get in your way
One day all them bags gon' get in your way
So pack light

Bag lady you gon' miss your bus
You can't hurry up 'cos you've got too much stuff
When they see you comin' niggaz take off runnin'
From you, it's true, oh yes they do

One day he gon' say you crowdin' my space
One day he gon' say you crowdin' my space
I said one day he gon' say you crowdin' my space
One day he gon' say you crowdin' my space
So pack light

Girl I know
Sometimes it's hard and we can't let go
If someone hurts you oh so bad inside
You can't deny it, you can't stop crying
So if you start breathing

So where my garbage bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about the grocery bag lady
Bet ya love can make it better
I'm talkin' to my Gucci bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about my paper sack ladies
Bet ya love can make it better
What about my nickel bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Light pack when ya pack ya bags ladies
Bet ya love can make it better

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