Ya llegó el verano, ya llegó la fruta y el que no desfase es un h*** p***. Eso parecen querer decirnos Cage de Elephant con este apoteósico single nacido en los fríos días de enero del vientre de su segundo disco “Thank you; Happy Birthday” y que ahora a las puertas del verano, la época de festivales por excelencia, estos jóvenes Kentuckyanos aprovechan para propagar toda esa caótica e impetuosa energía juvenil que inevitablemente provoca la llegada del verano en aquellos que todavía tienen la suerte de pillar unas largas vacaciones de verano donde sobra el tiempo y se suceden redoblados un millón de planes por hacer. Aquella extraordinaria sensación que lo invade todo y que hace que parezca imposible agotar tanto tiempo por delante como para no derrochar las vacaciones estivales en bailar, hablar, amar, llorar o jugar.
Pues eso juguemos, lloremos, amemos, hablemos y bailemos como si no hubiera un mañana sino un millón de mañanas por delante, que al final es verano para todos y mañana Dios dirá.
Ooooooooh, Ooooooooh
I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah,
I just can't seem to get away from
Can you dig it?
You may never see it
No, you will find it falling off my tongue
I take it down town, finally lose it
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's better...
Do you-ooooooh?
You-ooooooh?
Are you on the flip side?
You know I took the long way round
Cos all I really am is a homemade elevator
Blinded by your sunshine, put you on a plane to Paris
Put the cards down on the table
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's better...
Can't find a reason for these feelings-
Got enough of them
This guy he told me,
Said he's gonna send me something ugly
But even still at times I wonder
What you're thinking of me
You're prob'ly sure I lost my mind,
Oh mind, Oh mind, Oh mind, Oh mind
I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's fair
I don't think it's very polite
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's better...
Ahhhhoooooohhh!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Oh!
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