Xari (feat. soffie) - Sumo

Caras conchetas, miradas berretas Y hombres encajados en Fiorucci, ja Oigo dame y quiero, y no te metas ¿Y te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci? Wah La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida Me dice, ¿Por qué te pelaste? No Y yo, por el asco que da tu sociedad Y por el pelo de hoy, ¿Cuánto gastaste? Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito Quiere hacerse el chico malo Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito Toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano Basta, me voy, rumbo a la puerta Y después al boliche a la esquina A tomar una ginebra con gente despierta Esta si que es Argentina C'mon baby, yeah, go, wow Una noche en New York City

Hello Frank how're you doing? Are you alright? Sunday morning blues, you know Just ain't the bet When you just want to Lie down and have a good rest. Coz the nerves kind of get to you. When you feel kinda small And all those things moving Up and down against the wall Then you tie on that bandana And you feel kind of tough People know you know That life is really of rough And your mama comes and hits you With a plastic telephone And she's gone and told you You're not even home And she has called you On that telephone On that telephone On that telephone Your mum said you weren't home She called you on the telephone Your mum told you weren't home Oh mama what did you do? Oh mama what did you do? She thinks I'm with her I'm gonna get blue I'm gonna cut my throat I'm gonna smash my head I'm gonna jump into the bath I'm gonna lie in bed Well anyway that never happened Because... one day... Religion came to stay Oh yeah religion come to stay Oh yeah bad vibes they've gone all away. Religion came to stay All right what you tell rastafar I tell you god there in the heaven And he looks after you And that's what they say Well I'm telling you from The southern united states of america That god and christ are in your body And they're living with you. Dominus, vosbicum etu Spiritu tuum All right, let's pray! Let us pray! Po po po Let us pray! A ja ja ja Let us pray! Baby pray for us Jesus Christ Won't you pray for us? I think we're there Oh, no maybe not (Doesn't matter) Keep on well you know These songs get kinda long Especially when they call me on the telephone. Well I've been thinking about things But I've forgotten of what I thought So I think I'll just go on and sing this. Oh baby stand by me Oh no no No woman no cry Oh no no La rubia tarada!...

Dale, dale con el look Pero no termines como Captain Cook Dale, dale con el look Pero no termines como Captain Cook Para vos Lo peor Es la libertad Para vos Lo peor Es la libertad Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor No te olvides de posar En la disco o en el bar No te olvides de posar En la disco o en el bar Para vos Lo peor Es resbalar Para vos Lo peor Es resbalar Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres Todo alrededor Juventud Divino Tesoro Juventud Divino Tesoro Juventud Divino Tesoro

Ooh!... in the morning yeah Ooh!... without warning yeah I've got a big bamboo yeah Up there in Yapeyu I've got a big Nandu And he runs 'round the pampa And he runs 'round my house, now And he drives me crazy And he bites my brown cow, now And you know she's so lazy But... Ooh!... in the morning Ooh!... without warning You know I really really love you You know I really really need you But I'm so confined now I can't feed you I can't even read you But I really, really like you I'd like to buy a little bike, now And drive over and see you Ooh!... in the morning Ooh!... without warning