Growing up my life has been dominated, no, not dominated,,influenced by the two men that have been my mentors, lovers, and friends,,,obviously, one was not a lover. These men are my Dad, and my uncle. The music I like is a combination of their tastes and pieces I've found liking. I know there's other forums with similar topics,,anyone can post here but my postings are for my enjoyment,,music makes me forget some hard times...kisses to all
Shut your fuckin' face, uncle fucka
You're a cock-suckin', ass-lickin' uncle fucka
You're an uncle fucka, yes, it's true
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you
Shut your fuckin' face, uncle fucka
You're the one that fucked your uncle, uncle fucka
You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn
You just fuck your uncle all day long
Shut your fuckin' face, uncle fucker (Uncle fucker)
You're a boner bitin' bastard, uncle fucka
You're an uncle fucka, I must say
Well, you fucked your uncle yesterday (Ahahaha)
Uncle fucka
That's U-N-C-L-E, fuck you, uncle fucka
Rodolfo Aicardi con Los Hispanos - Boquita de Caramelo ...
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Tus besos son los que me dan alegría
Tus besos son los que me dan el placer
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Vaya vaya, juega con Los Hispanos
Pa' Bogotá
Tus besos son los que me dan alegría
Tus besos son los que me dan el placer
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Sígale pa' alla
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Vaya con Los Hispanos
Un saludo pa' La Típica
ueeyy
Aníbal Troilo y Francisco Fiorentino - Soy un porteño
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Soy un porteño nacido
en el barrio que se cuadre,
niño bien, medio compadre,
sobrador y consentido.
Tengo fama de aburrido
y ando galgueando la guita,
pero guardo la infinita
nobleza del ser humano,
si canto con "Mano a Mano",
lloro con "La cumparsita".
Me hice una ley: ser derecho
en la mala y en la buena,
silbo y desato una pena
que se hizo nudo en mi pecho.
Guardo en el alma el acecho,
una pasión sin medida,
y sé jugarme la vida
por un naipe y una dama,
si me habrán dejao de cama
naipes, paicas y bebidas.
Me templé en los bodegones
sacando lustre al estaño,
vi hacer callo al desengaño
en corazón de varones.
Pianto de los metejones
que traen al amor fulero,
pero soy bueno y sincero
cuando el amor me echa garra.
¡Yo soy como la guitarra,
canto y lloro cuando quiero!
There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, seek and ye shall find
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind
Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret
I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb
There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man
Some girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me
Something less miserable for these hazy summer days. Still sounds fresh and uplifting five years later.
Robert Plant - Rainbow
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Deja que te cuente un poco
Yo sé que te va a gustar
He nacido tantas veces
No me quiero morir más
Me he salvado en tantas guerras
Me he cansado de llorar
Why ahora que ya estoy de vuelta
Quiero vivir más
Unos nacen con todo
Why otros casi sin na'
Pero todos llevamos un ticket que dice
Principio why final, caballero
Caballero, hay que gozar la vida
Que de pronto el tiempo se te va
Disfruta lo que tienes
Que cuando te vayas, no te llevas na'
Caballero
Caballero, hay que gozar la vida
Que de pronto el tiempo se te va
Disfruta lo que tienes
Que cuando te vayas, no te llevas na'
Hay amigos pa' siempre, why otros vienen why van
Pero todos vivimos en una ruleta
Que no para más, caballero
Camina pa'lante, no le tengas miedo
Que los que critican se critican ellos
Why busca tu suerte
Que nada está escrito, no mires atrás
Caballero, gózate la vida
Caballero no lo pienses más
Why vive lo que puedas
Caballero goza, vive hasta el final
I gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
Didn't I tell you
What I believe
Did somebody say that
A love like that won't last
Didn't I give you
All that I've got to give baby
I gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
I keep crying
I keep trying for you
There's nothing like you and I baby
Siempre que te pregunto
Que cuándo, cómo y dónde
Tu siempre me respondes
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Y así pasan los días
Y yo desesperando
Y tu, tu contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estas perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
Por lo que mas tu quieras
Hasta cuándo, hasta cuándo
Y así pasan los días (los días)
Y yo desesperando
Y tu, tu contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Siempre que te pregunto (siempre que me preguntas)
Que cuándo, cómo y dónde (que cuándo, cómo y dónde amor)
Tu siempre me respondes (yo siempre te respondo)
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estas perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
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Dos Gardenias---Buena Vista Social Club At Carnegie Hall
FAMOUS CUBAN ORCHESTRA
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DOS GARDENIAS
Dos gardenias para ti, con ellas quiero decir,
te quiero, te adoro mi vida.
ponle toda tu atencion, que seran tu corazon y el mio.
Dos gardenias para ti, que tendran todo el calor de un beso,
de esos besos que te di y que jamas encontraras en el calor de otro querer.
A tu lado viviran, y te hablaran como cuando estas conmigo
y hasta creeras que te diran "Te Quiero"
Pero si un atardecer, las gardenias de mi Amooor se mueren
es porque han adivinado que tu amor me ha traicionado porque existe otro querer.
A tu lado viviran, y te hablaran como cuando estas conmigo
y hasta creeras que te diran "Te Quiero"
Pero si un atardecer, las gardenias de mi Amooor se mueren
es porque han adivinado que tu amor me ha traicionado porque existe otro queereer.
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
WHERE OR WHEN was performed on December 15, 1941 by Lena Horne while touring with bandleader Charlie Barnet in 1940–41
It's a beautiful and haunting Gem performed by one of the great singers of jazz in the 20th century
Why, baby? once a topic is brought up is it closed to others??? What if my way is better than others?? --------------------------------------- added after 97 seconds
And, lets face it, you like to tear down but you never build anything. It's what I call a Zero to the left of the decimal point. --------------------------------------- added after 6 minutes
Oh, by the way, the other "MY MUSIC MY WAY" is mine too.
Waylon Jennings - I Ain't Living Long Like This (Live at Farm Aid 1985)
I Ain't Living Long Like This
Waylon Jennings
I look for trouble and I found it son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun
I tried to run but I don't think I can
You make one move and you're a dead man friend
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
And left me reeling on a steel reel rack
They got'em all in the jailhouse baby
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
Grew up in Houston off the wayside drives
Son of a carhop and some all night dives
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man's breath
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
You know the story how the wheel goes 'round
Don't let them take you to the man down town
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.
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Can you imagine?
No.
Why not?
There's no way a maga person could know or enjoy it.
You're a cock-suckin', ass-lickin' uncle fucka
You're an uncle fucka, yes, it's true
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you
Shut your fuckin' face, uncle fucka
You're the one that fucked your uncle, uncle fucka
You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn
You just fuck your uncle all day long
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Uncle fucka, uncle fucka, uncle fucka, uncle fucka
Shut your fuckin' face, uncle fucker (Uncle fucker)
You're a boner bitin' bastard, uncle fucka
You're an uncle fucka, I must say
Well, you fucked your uncle yesterday (Ahahaha)
Uncle fucka
That's U-N-C-L-E, fuck you, uncle fucka
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Tus besos son los que me dan alegría
Tus besos son los que me dan el placer
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Vaya vaya, juega con Los Hispanos
Pa' Bogotá
Tus besos son los que me dan alegría
Tus besos son los que me dan el placer
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Sígale pa' alla
Tus besos son todo en mi vida
Tus besos son mi mundo entero
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Tus besos son (tus besos son)
Son como caramelo (son caramelo)
Me hacen llegar al cielo
Me hacen hablar con Dios
Vaya con Los Hispanos
Un saludo pa' La Típica
ueeyy
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Soy un porteño nacido
en el barrio que se cuadre,
niño bien, medio compadre,
sobrador y consentido.
Tengo fama de aburrido
y ando galgueando la guita,
pero guardo la infinita
nobleza del ser humano,
si canto con "Mano a Mano",
lloro con "La cumparsita".
Me hice una ley: ser derecho
en la mala y en la buena,
silbo y desato una pena
que se hizo nudo en mi pecho.
Guardo en el alma el acecho,
una pasión sin medida,
y sé jugarme la vida
por un naipe y una dama,
si me habrán dejao de cama
naipes, paicas y bebidas.
Me templé en los bodegones
sacando lustre al estaño,
vi hacer callo al desengaño
en corazón de varones.
Pianto de los metejones
que traen al amor fulero,
pero soy bueno y sincero
cuando el amor me echa garra.
¡Yo soy como la guitarra,
canto y lloro cuando quiero!
Lets bring "SOMEONE" to the front.
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There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, seek and ye shall find
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind
Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret
I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb
There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man
Some girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me
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with Jonas Kaufmann
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NOT FOR GRINGOS.
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Chris Garneau - Between The Bars
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Robert Plant - Rainbow
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Bob Seger Old Time Rock n Roll
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One of my all time favorites. The first time I did a strip tease for a lover it was to this gem. MMMMMMMMMM
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Julio Iglesias
GOZAR LA VIDA
Deja que te cuente un poco
Yo sé que te va a gustar
He nacido tantas veces
No me quiero morir más
Me he salvado en tantas guerras
Me he cansado de llorar
Why ahora que ya estoy de vuelta
Quiero vivir más
Unos nacen con todo
Why otros casi sin na'
Pero todos llevamos un ticket que dice
Principio why final, caballero
Caballero, hay que gozar la vida
Que de pronto el tiempo se te va
Disfruta lo que tienes
Que cuando te vayas, no te llevas na'
Caballero
Caballero, hay que gozar la vida
Que de pronto el tiempo se te va
Disfruta lo que tienes
Que cuando te vayas, no te llevas na'
Hay amigos pa' siempre, why otros vienen why van
Pero todos vivimos en una ruleta
Que no para más, caballero
Camina pa'lante, no le tengas miedo
Que los que critican se critican ellos
Why busca tu suerte
Que nada está escrito, no mires atrás
Caballero, gózate la vida
Caballero no lo pienses más
Why vive lo que puedas
Caballero goza, vive hasta el final
Friends in low places--Garth Brooks
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Juan D'Arienzo & Alberto Echague - Joyas del lunfardo
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FLETCHER HENDERSON---HOCUS POCUS
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YES
Sade – No Ordinary Love (Official Video)
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I gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
Didn't I tell you
What I believe
Did somebody say that
A love like that won't last
Didn't I give you
All that I've got to give baby
I gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
I keep crying
I keep trying for you
There's nothing like you and I baby
Quizas Quizas Quizas-Ibrahim Ferrer & Omara Portuondo
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Siempre que te pregunto
Que cuándo, cómo y dónde
Tu siempre me respondes
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Y así pasan los días
Y yo desesperando
Y tu, tu contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estas perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
Por lo que mas tu quieras
Hasta cuándo, hasta cuándo
Y así pasan los días (los días)
Y yo desesperando
Y tu, tu contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Siempre que te pregunto (siempre que me preguntas)
Que cuándo, cómo y dónde (que cuándo, cómo y dónde amor)
Tu siempre me respondes (yo siempre te respondo)
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estas perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
Dos Gardenias---Buena Vista Social Club At Carnegie Hall
FAMOUS CUBAN ORCHESTRA
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DOS GARDENIAS
Dos gardenias para ti, con ellas quiero decir,
te quiero, te adoro mi vida.
ponle toda tu atencion, que seran tu corazon y el mio.
Dos gardenias para ti, que tendran todo el calor de un beso,
de esos besos que te di y que jamas encontraras en el calor de otro querer.
A tu lado viviran, y te hablaran como cuando estas conmigo
y hasta creeras que te diran "Te Quiero"
Pero si un atardecer, las gardenias de mi Amooor se mueren
es porque han adivinado que tu amor me ha traicionado porque existe otro querer.
A tu lado viviran, y te hablaran como cuando estas conmigo
y hasta creeras que te diran "Te Quiero"
Pero si un atardecer, las gardenias de mi Amooor se mueren
es porque han adivinado que tu amor me ha traicionado porque existe otro queereer.
Willie Nelson-City of New Orleans
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
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WHERE OR WHEN was performed on December 15, 1941 by Lena Horne while touring with bandleader Charlie Barnet in 1940–41
It's a beautiful and haunting Gem performed by one of the great singers of jazz in the 20th century
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And, lets face it, you like to tear down but you never build anything. It's what I call a Zero to the left of the decimal point.
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Oh, by the way, the other "MY MUSIC MY WAY" is mine too.
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BTW, experts here. Isn't that an oxymoron?
Waylon Jennings - I Ain't Living Long Like This (Live at Farm Aid 1985)
I Ain't Living Long Like This
Waylon Jennings
I look for trouble and I found it son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun
I tried to run but I don't think I can
You make one move and you're a dead man friend
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
And left me reeling on a steel reel rack
They got'em all in the jailhouse baby
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
Grew up in Houston off the wayside drives
Son of a carhop and some all night dives
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man's breath
Ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
You know the story how the wheel goes 'round
Don't let them take you to the man down town
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Ok, lets change the gender. Chuck Berry
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Chuck Berry--You Never Can Tell
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
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When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.
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