La Malanga - Preservation Hall Jazz Band

Tienes tantas noches sin dormir Serà que ya te sangra la nariz Que para ti, no sale el sol Y que la luna te da igual Donde iras a estar mañana No trataba de cambiarte No pusiste de tu parte... Y yo te digo nena eres un desastre Te busque desde Caracas a Madrid En las ruinas de un tal muro de Berlín No te vi en ninguna parte Ahora vienes a buscarme No me digas que tu fiesta termino... Como creíste que iba a terminar Si dabas vuelta y vuelta sin parar Y si tu copa se derramó Todo tiene su final Y de todo queda nada No trataba de cambiarte No pusiste de tu parte... Y yo te digo nena eres un desastre Te busque desde Caracas a Madrid En las ruinas de un tal muro de Berlín No te vi en ninguna parte Ahora vienes a buscarme No me digas que tu fiesta termino...

Sugar blues How I hate those sugar blues The whole town is singin' I like my coffee, and I like my tea But the doggone sugar turned sour on me I'm so unhappy Yes, I'm so blue I can hang my head down and cry Now you can say what you choose I'm all confused I've got those old sugar blues, yes pretty baby I've got those old sugar blues I said sugar blues Everybody's singin' the sugar blues The whole town is squawkin' I've got a woman live back in town, she's sweet as can be But the doggone fool, she turned sour on me I'm so unhappy Yes, I'm so blue I can lay right down here and die Now you can say what you choose I'm all confused I've got those sugar, the sugar blues I've got those old sugar blues

I knew a little girl Her name was Bee She'd flirt with every man That she did see She'd flirt with a man Called Mr Key She had a dress measured To her knee She went to the river She couldn't get across She paid five dollars For an old (grey) horse The horse wouldn't pull She swapped it for a bull All she could hear The boys was sayin' Won't you lower it babe Everybody's lookin' Lower it babe Everyone can see Won't you lower it babe Everybody's lookin' Short dress, no mo' style I knew a little girl Her name was (Bee) She'd flirt with every man That she did see She'd flirt with a man Called Mr Key She had a dress measured To her knee She went to the river She couldn't get across She paid five dollars For an old (grey) horse The horse wouldn't pull She swapped it for a bull All she could hear The boys was sayin' Won't you lower it babe Everybody's lookin' Lower it babe Everyone can see Won't you lower it babe Everybody's lookin' Short dress, no mo' style

True... I'm just crazy over you But what more can i do? 'Cause darling' you don't love me Said... I had it all planned up someday For things to come our way But darling you don't love me Now everybody knows... That i'm just crazy over you, oh baby! And no one else but me... Knows how much i love you Yes i love you! Well... I guess that's all that there's to tell... Except for this is hell Darling you don't love me Now everybody knows... That i'm just crazy over you, oh baby! And no one else but me... Knows how much i love you Yes i love you!