Woo! Son las 4:14 am y no me canso de escuchar a las Pleasure Seekers. Banda conformada por Suzi Quatro, Patti Quatro, Nan Ball, Marylou y Dianne Baker durante los sesentas.
Y aquí va la letra, ehem, plena identificación! Y escúchenla en el player. El princpio está pedorro porque lo grabé de un show "Wild Wild Sound" en Garagepunk. Salud!
That I love you, baby, I'm telling you right here
But please don't make me decide, baby, between you and a bottle of beer
And, baby, come on over, well, come on over to my side
Come on, baby, my side!
Well, I may not live past twenty-one, but woo! What a way to die!
Your loving fluctuates, baby, and everybody knows
But the temperature always stays the same on an ice-cold bottle of Strohs
So, baby, come on over, a-come on over to my side
Come on over, honey!
Well, I may not live past twenty-one, but woo! What a way to die!
When I start my drinking, my baby throws a fit
So I just blitz it out of my mind with seventeen bottles of Schlitz
And, baby, come on over, a-come on over to my side
Come on over!
Well, I may not live past twenty-one, but whoo! What a way to die!
You got the kind of body that makes me come alive
But I'd rather have my hands around a bottle of Colt Forty-five
And, baby, come on over, a-come on over to my side
Are you coming or not, baby?
Well, I may not live past twenty-one, but woo! What a way to die!
