Benassi.

Det är synd att bara nämna några av mästerverken mr. Satisfaction skämt bort oss med. Därför kommer här en fortsättning av dessa delikatesser. Och på tal om Satisfaction, scenen när den professionelle basketspelaren i White Chicks blir hög på krogen och går lös till ovannämnda låt med lysrör och visselpipa cracks me up!

Turn me up

play the music (x14)

you've got the love i like
i've got to have you now
you're my emotions
don't leave me hanging around
baby please
why don't you understand
i only want to be your friend
you are my sweet release
i've got to have you now
you're my affection
don't leave me breaking down
everybody in the world
should hear what i'm saying
cause i wanna scream and tell the world today

turn me up, up, up....
play the music (x15)

you are alive for me
i've got to have you now
you've got the power
don't leave me on the ground
touch me babe
you really turn me on
no, no, no don't leave me on my own
you are my one desire
i've got to have you now
i need direction
i'm gonna say it loud
everybody in the world should hear what i'm saying
cause i'm wanna scream and tell the world today

turn me up, up, up....
turn me down. turn me down
turn me up, up, up....
turn me up, up, up....
turn me down. turn me down
turn me up, up, up....
turn me down. turn me down.
turn me up, up, up....
turn me down

...

Time

Time (x3)

Time is what you need

Time (x2)

Time is what you need

Time (x4)

Time is what you need

Time (x11)

...

Who's your daddy?

Who's your daddy?
You're my daddy!

I want you daddy
I want you mom
I want you mine
As I am yours!
I want you stronger
I want you harder
I want you mine
Feel feel fine?

Whos your daddy? (x8)

Your my daddy
Come I'll give it to you
Your my daddy
Come I'll give it to you
Your my daddy
Come now I'll make you mineeee
Mineeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I want you daddy!
I want you mom!
I want you mine!
As I am yours!
I want you stronger
I want you harder!
I want you mine
Feel feel fine?

Who's your daddy? (x8)

You're my daddy
You're my daddy
You're my daddy!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Who's your daddy?

...

Memory Of Love

I play the game, I pretend to be insane
D'you feel my way of livin'
People surround you, I keep lost and found you
It's hard (to) take back this memory of love

Memory of love
Tonight you will be my memory of love

You are my notion, my only one devotion
Can't stop my mind from dreaming
You're my projection, my only satisfaction
Tonight you will be my memory of love

Memory of love
Tonight you will be my memory of love

An illusion is all we built together
I'm lonely, I learned to live without you
'Cause my passion, makes me feel alive
Because the future arise and it burns

The memory of you and I
The memory of you and I
The memory of you and I
The memory of you and I

...

Illusion

I wanna be your illusion, be your illusion
To make you happy tonight
Enjoy this trip with me
I wanna be your emotion, be your emotion
Why don't you turn off the lights?
Imagine how we could be living
Sometimes I wonder why
We have no limits
Everything we do is timed
To find out who we are
We won't stop playing
The special game of love
And we get together
The time is running
I'll be your dream that you'll remember over and over
If only you tried me
If only you touched me
I wanna be your illusion, be your illusion
To make you happy tonight
Enjoy this trip with me
I wanna be your emotion, be your emotion
Why don't you turn off the lights?
Imagine how we could be living
Through the darkness of the town
Looking for a lover
I'm praying you to stay
To keep the promise you made
Can't you see it baby
It's a part of the game
And every time that u say no
You got me going crazy
I'm going out of my mind
I'll do what you want me to
I'm a victim baby
Just push me through
I wanna be your illusion, be your illusion
To make you happy tonight
Enjoy this trip with me
I wanna be your emotion, be your emotion
Why don't you turn off the lights?
Imagine how we could be living
Tonight.....
I wanna be your .. Illusion I
I wanna do what makes you feel alright
It's a matter of time now baby
It's a matter of fag now baby
I'm gonna make you feel good!


...

Förstår att det egentligen bara är bullshit av mig att lägga upp texterna till låtarna. Exakt hur mycket vibe får man av låten? Det skiter jag dock i eftersom det är jävligt ball att läsa de briljanta texterna eftersom låten får en annan dimension. För hur lysande är det inte att döpa en låt till Time och sedan utan några krångliga omvägar helt enkelt sjunga om just tid? Lekande lätt. Det gick dessutom upp för mig just i detta ögonblick att låten Memory of love kan appliceras på just mig. How fantastic.

...

Fått klagomål om att mina klagomål på pensionärer är som bortblåsta. Har jag själv gått och blivit gammal? Jag tänker bli som tanten i Studio 54. Dö på dansgolv på inneklubb. Mig ska ingen kunna klaga på. Rock'n roll så det skriker om det.

...

Att jag nu har vänt på dygnet igen suger big bananas. Socialiserar med mina vänner från Ibiza Afterhour 2008 just nu (vilket är ganska ironiskt med tanke på mitt nattvaka). Det är deep, minimalt och perfekt att runda av dagen med. Får lite
Locus-feeling av det. Med andra ord känns det som att mina skor spanar in mina fötter nåt otroligt just nu. De säger "let's hit the floor gorgeous". Lill-lördag och alla har redan tuckat in. Why are y'all being such loosers? Men allvarligt, vakna och umgås nu.

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