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Escuchar Azeneth Gonzalez - RUTA 7 SD


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Ruta (La Portuaria)

Una taza de café, en un frío amanecer
una mañana sin amor, una mañana sin dolor
una noche calurosa relajado o embriagado
frente a un gran ventilador: tirado
moviendo todo el cuerpo sin estar muy excitado
sin decir nada de mucho, sin decir mucho de nada
amando levemente, cantando en soledad
subiendo una cima, pedaleando sin parar

Una ruta eterna en el medio de la nada
kilmetros de pampas hasta la próxima parada
durmiendo vestido, acobijado por el ruido de un motor
de micro viejo, viaje largo...

Si mañana no estaré
si mañana no estarás
si la vida es una ruta
alguien llega
alguien se va...

Call Me (Pretty Ricky)

Girl you make me say (Oh)
Girl I make you say (Oh!)
You make me say (Oh!)
Girl you make me say (Oh)
Girl I make you say (Oh!)
You make me say (Oh!)

[Chorus]
(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

[Slick 'Em]
(Call me) you can call me any time, any day, 'cuz I like my women fiesty baby
I'mma take you on a fast ride of your lifetime that's gonna drive you crazy
you dealin with dustin turner truth they can't come close to me
I'm a blue star baby girl and I'm built with plenty of energy
but when it comes to ** I'm a real woman scholar
just hit me on my sidekick you know ya boy gone holla
got you reminising his love ain't true, his love is fiction
I'm tired of sittin' gimme a call I'll be there in a minute.

[Chorus]
(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

[Spectacular]
When you home alone just hit my phone when you lonely girl
You so beautiful, I made you my tenderoni girl
And I like my girls with meat and not just some little boney girl
And I do like boney girls but long as they not phoney girls
Call me up when you turn off your lights
might show you a couple of things that you like
and you ain't never gotta dial my number twice
'cuz I'll be there quicker than some minute made rice.

(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

[Baby Blue]
Yeah, Baby Blue. Whoa!
You called me I'm headed up your block trynna hit your spot
Have that Victoria Secret on when you hear that knock
I see you peepin' out yo window when you hear my ride
open yo door and let me come inside (come inside)
We can role play, I'll be a dirty cop
headin up ya block makin it hot
lock you up in some handcuffs
throw away the key to the lock
I'm 24-7 like 7-11
No rebellin' stoppin when I'm hearin you yellin
So, call me, page me, I'm on the way dependin on ya attitude baby
Girl you make me say (Oh)
Girl I make you say (Oh!)
You make me say (Oh!)
Girl you make me say (Oh)
Girl I make you say (Oh!)
You make me say (Oh!)

(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me) When it's time to turn off all the lights

(Call me) If you need some lovin for the night
(Call me) You ain't gotta dial the number twice
(Call me) Baby girl, I lick and don't bite
(Call me)

Cheerleaders & Dopedealers (Private Line)

Use your face before it gets too ugly, jump into my car
'Cause you're a heartbreaker
And the seven seconds sin-bin charge you the candy bar
Ooh yeah, feels like I could fly! It takes you up, then it stops
Head down to the underground
1,2,3,4 Gimme, gimme, gimme more!
Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!
Make a quick buck and wash the dirt away
So hypocritical
Fake the big smile and be the king of the day
That's what you are!
He sells absolution for all even though
There's nothing to buy
And if you want it, sure you've got it
Sold out souls are satisfied!
1,2,3,4 gimme, gimme, gimme more!
First one's free dose
Ended up with bleeding nose!
5,6,7,8 Laid down, dominate!
Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!
Where are you when I need you most?
Cheerleaders & Dopedealers
Sweet white-line-fever dream-come-true!
Come on raise the toast!
Beauty is disposable, burn out role model's clone
They'll leave you alone when the money's gone!

Favorite Dog (7 Mary 3)




that's my other hand, open and empty
it wants one too I guess
that's my other jaw, swollen and shameless
it talks too much I know
and another singer is born, with every sip I take
wash away my words, just like my flesh and bone
and they're barking of me, yeah they're working on me
just like my favorite dog
geronimo, look out below
I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog
geronimo, look out below
I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog
that's my other head, open and bleeding
it thinks too much I guess
that's my other eye, swollen by fearless
it's seen too much I know
and another singer is killed with every sip I take
drain away my words, just like my flesh and bone
and they're working on me, yeah they're working on me
just like my favorite dog






Margaret (7 Mary 3)




Margaret came to me was all he said
before she know my name she was in my bed
she was only sweet sixteen
20,000 days younger than me
Margaret feels the world beneath her feel
shaking like a leaf falls from the tree
she don't care he's ten years older than me
as long as they're together happily
"marry me" she said I don't reply
"daddy said you better, or you'll die"
she wants a house and fifteen kids I guess
and I can't find a state we're legal in

It's Too Late (The Streets)

She said meet me at the gates at 8
Leave now don't be late
She said one day she'd walk away 'cos I was always late
Thought things were ok
Didn't care though anyway
Say "Sorry babe I had to meet a mate" - tempting fate
We first met through a shared view
She loved me and I did too
It's now 7:50, getting ready, better be nifty
Doing my hair quickly
Step out - it's cloudy
Mate bells me to borrow money I've got two henries and a dealer to pay
Call up on geezers to rid these green trees in my reaking jeans
Got a "you think I care?" air out-glaring geezer stares
I'm here and I'm there
Couldn't see past the end of my beer..
What was getting near or the silence after the cheers

Didn't know that it was over
Till it was too late (too late)
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

She said meet me at the gates
Don't be late
But pretty soon the day came for change and I was glad she never walked away
So I'm choosing what to wear
Doing my hair with an hour to spare
When my life went pear she'd been there with a fixed stare
Big wheel climbs to the top
Geezers' stares bounced off
Standing at the top of this huge mountain
Smiling and shouting
Spring flowers sprouting
Not one inch of doubt in my mind as i reach the gates
Came round the corner at a rate
Risked her love but I was gonna set things straight
Never again am I gonna be late x3

Didn't know that it was over
Till it was too late (too late)
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

I said meet me at the gates
Leave now don't be late
I waited for a while listening to her voicemail
Mind set sail
Then the facts turned me pale
Wind, rain and hail
My fears unveiled for my fair female
She'd walked away
Too little too late
I step up the pace, walk past the gates rain runs over my face
Spirit falls from grace
I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place in the chase
Sat down, got a fat frown
Weeping and drowning my senses
For this love game's expensive
Walk in a trance
Got a wounded soldier stance
And everyday geezer stares throw me off balance
Now nothing holds significance, and nothing holds relevance
Cos the only thing I can see is her elegance

Didn't know that it was over
Till it was too late (too late)
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

Didn't know that it was over
Till it was too late (too late)
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

This Town (Deviates)

I've tried so many times to leave this place, this town,
my life these streets are a map of my past, tomorrow
they'll tell me about last night
there's nog odd news if there's any news at all, this place is boring,
this place sucks, this place is home, I've walked these streets 18 years,
my whole life, i know their names like mine, and i hate tonight
where should we go from here, where will be next year, this city is changing
but it's all the same, we've been here, done that, seen this, & trashed that
i can't take another day, i hate tonight i say this 7 nights a week
i hate tonight, i hate this f!@#$ town, everywhere i go & everything i see
i try to shrug it away, i try to sleep it away, i try to drink it away
i want to keep it away, there's nothing left to see, it's a part of me
no, it's not a part of me. I've tried so many times to leave this
place this town my life, the same problems always come my way,
it's getting harder to see
guess I'll find my way home, i close my mind & the problems solved
if tomorrow comes, ill push on through

Gi' Den Gas (L.O.C.)

Vent nu pænt nu kan du ik' ho'
Tætpakket i spandex på dit disco
F.I.P. det du vil ha so
Permanent på ligesom min tatto
Hey playboy lav lidt støj
Ups op af siden af dit hoved til du bliver skeløjet helt tilrøget
8** professionel skørtejæger
boogie på mens det regner ligesom Fred Astair
brækker et stykke af blokken af
7 shots 6 drinks så ryger toppen af
i Civic uden bagsæder i
påvirket stadig uforbederlig
så de små fisk de må holde afstand
brænd af som Sankt hans som kun jeg kan

stik mig en flask' gi' den gas
skru helt op for den bas
** af hvis du er utilfreds
gir ikke en ** hvad du siger

jo du er fræk men bliver nød til at smæk den
er bare bange for jeg sku’ knæk den
5 stoddere stive i whiskey
plus det halve af baren er mit alibi
brænder lyset i begge ender
herfra til det ender ** om det vender
i din F.I.P.G-streng so vil du ikke bange?
Hold dig fra manden som har ingenting
** en flaske hent et par stykker
af det lort der rammer som en inkasso-rykker
send den til den sædvanlige suspekt
stodderkarlen der nu er blevet skudtæt
høj promille og råber fra tagryggen
få røven ud for der er ild i mit køkken
lortet skal slukkes og du kan ikke
så gør som det halve af befolkningen og sut pik

jeg køre pisset sådan her til det slutter
ikke med samme etik som du har
råber stadig højest med mine gutter
”hvorfor rapper du ikke noget sødt?” ** dig luder
med hånden om mine nosser og Absinthe i halsen
den kontroversielle slinger i valsen
den lige-linie knækker ynden den trækker
og glansbilledet af din lille hverdag flækker

Gente Maravillosa (José Luis Perales)

Hoy me sorprendo leyendo
La pagina 8 del diario el mundo
Miércoles 7 de octubre del 92
Y me pregunto si es la soledad
O la necesidad de comunicación o un juego
Lo que provoca tal situación y leo

Soy un alma condenada a vivir
Entre esperanzas varias,
El amor me besado dos veces
En forma imposible
No sé bien si olvidar de una vez
O intentarlo de nuevo
Solo se que deseo querer
Y sentirme querida


Si la ves algun dia pasar
Cuentale que la quiero,
Besala de mi parte
Y dile que sigo esperando
Que recuerdola brisa del cielo
En el mar de su boca
Y percibo el aullido del mar
En su pecho callado

Coro

Firman sus cortos mensajes
Princesas, condesas, bucaneros del mar
En esa pagina 8 del dazibao
Y me pregunto si es la soledad
O la necesidad de comunicación o un jeugo
Lo que provoca tal situación y leo

Chica de 25 desea contacto con chicos
Que les guste el deporte, la musica
El canto y el cine
Vivo sola en la jungla y no puedo
Sentir la mañana
Cuentame que se siente en la piel
Cuando el sol te acaricia

Hoy he encontrado en el mundo por fin
Gente maravillosa
Se que juntos podreis despertar
Mi sonrisa dormida
Fantrasia sera para todos
Mi nombre de guerra
Buscame donde sabes que estoy
Cada noche escondida


Coro

Firman sus cortos mensajes
Princesas, condesas, bucaneros del mar
En esa pagina 8 del dazibao
Y me pregunto si es la soledad
O la necesidad de comunicación o un jeugo
Lo que provoca tal situación y leo

Si la ves algun dia pasar
Cuentale que la quiero,
Besala de mi parte
Y dile que sigo esperando
Que recuerdola brisa del cielo
En el mar de su boca
Y percibo el aullido del mar
En su pecho callado

Y que he encontrado en el mundo por fin
Gente maravillosa
Hoy he encontrado en el mundo por fin
Gente maravillosa
He encontrado en el mundo por fin
Gente maravillosa
Que he encontrado en el mundo por fin
Gente maravillosa.

A Guided Tour Of Chicago (The Lawrence Arms)

He shuffled up a pair of surfer slippers and an old tweed blazer
Asked you for a quarter and you looked the other way
He leaned up against the tow zone sign and just in time for you to avert your eyes said
"Good morning, Sir. Have a nice day."
She wears four wool winter hats all year round and mumbles and sometimes screams
He wears a coat made of burlap sacks and sits in parking lots, never asking anyone for anything
He's the old black guy with the shopping cart
She's the old lady with the bright blue sweat pants
They're the two young white squatter kids with dirty undershirts and rotten teeth
He's the guy who hangs out underneath the overpass shouting curse words at passing motorists
Or the guy who passed in my alley, who drank until his life made any sense
He's the hustler on the train
Or his four accomplices, living on three tattered playing cards and slight hand
He's Darren in front of 7-11 on Walton and State
She's Babs up and down on Belmont right by the train.
He's Buddy and his wife in Uptown, by the Aragon
He's Andy selling streetwise at the white hen in Boys Town
He was Ed from Southside who gave me cigarettes and hope
At Walgreen's on Belden and Clark where inspiration dies alone
Yeah, these are the people in your neighborhood.
They're the people you don't see when you're walking down the street
They're the people you don't see each day


Video


Siervos de Cristo Vivo, VIVA CRISTO REY, Ruta 7, Azeneth Gonzalez misionera, catolicos en accion, pro vida www.myspace.com/azenethgonzalez.




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