Lucía – Marinero
Ohhh oh oh!
Ohhh oh oh!
Marinero, Marinero sea
Marinero, Marinero sea
Ohhh oh oh!
Ohhh oh oh!
Marinero, Marinero sea
Marinero, Marinero sea
Letra Patrick Cowley Año 1979 País E.U.A. Sello Fantasy Records There’s a party feelingthat outshines them allif you’re here,you’ve earned itand can’t you hear that call Everybody is a stareverybody is oneyou’re a starand you only happen once You are a stareverybody
I can’t stop! (Can’t stop dancing)
You won’t let me go, no, no (I can’t stop dancing)
I can’t stop dancing) Dancing
(I can’t stop dancing)
Oooh, I can’t stop (Can’t stop dancing)
You won’t let me stop now (I can’t stop dancing)
You won’t let me stop (I can’t stop dancing)
Who can make me stop dancing (I can’t stop dancing)
Menergy
Menergy
Menergy
Menergy
Menergy
Menergy
There is something,
I wanna ask you ,
there is something,
that I want to know
As to the question
you have the answer
so tell me
what I want to know
Los inicios del High Energy en México, se vivieron de un modo espectacular. En los años setenta, al igual que el resto del mundo, en la Ciudad de México, se bailaba al ritmo de la música disco; y aquí es donde se
En 1950 nació un genio, un talento portentoso, capaz de transformar la música en energíaHoy a mis 33 años le recuerdo y mi sangre sube de temperatura como el primer día Si aquél día que le escuche por primera vez, cuando yo
Are you a love maker?
Or just a heartbreaker? Oh there’s so many like you
Are you a love maker?
Or just a love taker? Oh baby, I don’t know
Hey, there’s something special in your eyes
I think you’ve got me hypnotized
I’ve never felt like this before
(I’ve never felt like this before)
Girl, you cannot hide behind that veil
I see your beauty and your style
Mysterious princess of my dreams
Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch
you know that I love you
I can’t help myself
I love you and nobody else
In and out my life (in and out my life)
you come and you go (you come and you go)
leaving just your picture behind….(ooh)
and I’ve kissed it a thousand times (ooh)
when you snap your finger, or wink you eye,
I come a-running to you
I’m tied to your apron strings,
and there’s nothing that I can do