sábado, 6 de março de 2010

Para Ricky Viana

Ricky, você com seu Inglês impecável há de concordar que esta é uma das letras mais sensuais escritas até hoje. Deliciosa no jogo com os verbos, as sugestões, brincando com pele, e pele de pêssego, e tapete de pele, e cachemir sobre a pele, and hunger e desejos sofisticados e kinda fancy domination, maybe some slight stiletto heels cruelty haha and so and so. Not bad. Extremely seductive. I'm getting hungry, peel me... a grape, slowly, yeah. E a polaca, fazendo aquela voz enrouquecida, knows exactly how to deliver the stuff, hee hee. Na veia. I love it. Cheers to David Frishberg, the composer.


Peel me a grape, crush me some ice
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine and dine me

Don't try to fool me bejewel me
Either amuse me or lose me
I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape

Pop me a cork, french me a fry
Crack me a nut, bring a bowl full of bonbons
Chill me some wine, keep standing by
Just entertain me, champagne me
Show me you love me, kid glove me
Best way to cheer me, cashmere me
I'm getting hungry, peel me grape

Here's how to be an agreeable chap
Love me and leave me in luxury's lap
Hop when I holler, skip when I snap
When I say, "do it," jump to it

Send out for scotch, call me a cab
Cut me a rose, make my tea with the petals
Just hang around, pick up the tab
Never out think me, just mink me
Polar bear rug me, don't bug me
New Thunderbird me, you heard me
I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape

2 comentários:

  1. Deliciosas (tanto a executada e a executante!), mas eu ainda prefiro, da Diana Krallllllllwaaaallll, a saborosa "Popsicle toes" (especialmente quando ela sugere abraçar o Panamá enquanto ele pega no "warm" Brazil :.)))

    When God gave out rhythm
    Sure was good to you
    You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two

    I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose
    But I wrote this song and instead I call it, Popsicle toes

    Popsicle toes
    Popsicle toes are always froze
    Popsicle toes
    You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle toes

    You must have been Mr. Olympian
    With all that amplitude
    How come you always load your Pentax when I am in the nude
    We are to have a birthday party and you can wear your birthday cloths
    Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle toes

    You've got the nicest north of America
    This sailor ever saw
    I like to feel your warm Brazil and touch your Panama
    But Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze
    We've got to seesaw until we un-thaw those Popsicle toes

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  2. Sim, essa letra é totalmente catching mas eu prefiro a voz rouquenha da loura em Peel Me por causa da melô, sensual-preguiçosa-derretida, me dá uma moleza relaxante, eu fico querendo tudo o que ela demanda, haha.
    Agora, vou te confessar uma coisa hila sobre Popsicle: a parte do bday clothes tem tudo a ver com uma estória recente que me fez rolar!!! Feels like Michael Franks himself was there with "the Pentax", if you know what I mean, ROFLAO!!! E, claro, a estrofe final, não dá pra segurar. As pessoas deviam ler isso no original, é muito, muito, muito gostoso, isn't it, sailor? Seesaw é uma solução e tanto haha! Com humor, infinitamente melhor. Gotta put this all in a post eventually, it's hilarious, tops being "me popsicle toes".

    Love u and laugh u, Ricky, which means love u "two-ice" as much ;)

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