She's the one

She's the one
Voila She's the one, une très belle chanson, pas ma préférée, car elle n'est pas vraiment "Robbie Williams", de plus Rob dans son dvd "Nobody Someday" qualifie cette chanson par un mot très éloquent "shit"... elle a tout de meme fait un carton dès sa sortie et encore maintenant, meme les gens qui n'aiment pas Rob trouvent celle chanson superbe...


I
was her she was me, we were one we were free
And i
f there's somebody calling me on, she's the one X2
We were young we were wrong we were fine all along
And if th
ere's somebody calling me on, she's the one

When
you get to where you wanna go and you know the
thin
gs you wanna know you're smiling
When yo
u said what you wanna say and you know the way
you
wanna play Yeah, you'll be so high you'll be flying

Though
the sea will be strong I know we'll carry on
'Cos
if there's somebody calling me on, she's the one
If
there's somebody calling me on, she's the one

Wh
en you get to where you wanna go and you know
the
things you wanna know you're smiling
When
you said what you wanna say and you know
the way
you wanna say it you'll be so high you'll be flying

If ther
e's somebody calling me on
She'
s the one, yeah, she's the one
If there'
s somebody calling me on
She's
the one, she's the one
If the
re's somebody calling me on
Sh
e's the one


Pour moneycounter: non desolée je ne sais pas du tout, mais je vais faire des recherche, promis juré!!

# Posté le mardi 06 septembre 2005 04:41

Modifié le samedi 25 février 2006 19:04

New name

Pourquoi new name?
car Robbie, pour changer, veut maintenat sortir un album sous le nom de Pure Francis, afin de faire enfin les "chansons auxquelles il inspire", ainsi il était et est en collaboration avec Stephen duffy et ce ainsi un nouvel homme: Pure Francis

S
ource: biographie "feel"
New name

# Posté le mardi 06 septembre 2005 04:51

Modifié le mardi 06 septembre 2005 05:07

Me and my monkey

Me and my monkey
Voici une chanson de Rob pas très connue mais qui devrait l'etre!


It was me and my monkey
And
with his dungarees and roller blades
Smokin' filtered tips,
Re
clining in the passenger seat of my super-charged
Jet-black Che
vrolet
He had the soft top down

He liked the wind in his face
He said, "Son, you ever been to Vegas."
I said, "No."
He said,
"That's where we're gonna go.
Yo
u need a change of pace."

And
when we hit the strip
With all t
he wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said, "I left my wall
et in El Segundo."
And proceeded
to take two grand of mine

We
made tracks to the Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bellboy if he'd
take me and my monkey as
well
H
e looked into the passenger seat of my car
And with a smile he
said,
"If your monkey's got tha
t kind of money, sir
Then we've
got a monkey bed"

Me and my mo
nkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm
helpin' my monkey
Don't point t
hat gun at anyone
Me and my mon
key, like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Tryin' to understand why h
e did what he did
Why he did wh
at he did

And at the elevator
I
hit the 33rd floor
He had a ro
om up top with the panoramic views
Like nothing you've ever see
n before

He went asleep in the
bidet
And when he awoke
He ran
his little monkey fingers through the yellow
pages
Called up es
cort services and ordered some
Okie Doke

Forty minutes later,
There came a knock at the door
In walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom
With three m
onkey whores

"Hi, my name is S
unshine
These are my girls
Lace
my palm with silver, baby
Oh ye
ah, and then I'll rock your world"

So, I watched pay-per-view
And polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' on Kurt Cobain sin
g about Lithium
There came a kn
ock at the door and in walked Sunshine

"What's up?"
"You'd bet
ter get you ass in here, boy
You
r monkey's havin' too much of a good time"

Me and my monkey
Dr
ove in search of the sun
Me and
my monkey
Don't point that gun
at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like
Billy the Kid
Tryin' to unders
tand
Why he did what he did
Why
he did what he did

Got tickets
to see Sheena Easton
The monkey
was high
Said it was a burnin'
ambition to see her
Before he d
ied
We left before encores
He c
ouldn't sit still
Sheena was a
blast, baby
But my monkey was il
l

When I played blackjack
Kept
hittin' 23
Couldn't help but no
tice
This Mexican just starin'
at me
Now was it my monkey
I cou
ldn't be sure
It's not like he'
d ever seen a monkey in roller blades

And dungarees before

No
w don't test my patience
'Cause
we're not about to run
That's a
bad ass monkey, baby
And he's
packin' a gun
"My name is Rodrig
uez, " he says
With death in hi
s eye
"I've been chasin' you fo
r a long time amigos
And now you
r monkey's gonna die"

Me and m
y monkey
Drove in search of the
sun
Me and my monkey
We don't w
anna kill no Mexican
But we've g
ot
Ten antsy fingers and walked
into the kill
When the monkey
is high
You do not stare,
You do
not stare

You do not stare

L
ooks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand-off here, boy
And I
ain't about to run
Put your gun
down boy
How did I get mixed up
with this fuckin' monkey anyhow

# Posté le mardi 06 septembre 2005 05:01

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