Court-métrage jazzy velours : sous l'oeil du pianiste (Bruno Magic 'B7'), le mauvais garçon (niconu) tombe sous le charme de la diva (Milady Friefrie). Idylle classieuse en noir et blanc 50's.
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Story behind the song
(*) Collab' à distance (aucun des 3 protagonistes ne s'est vu durant toute cette prod...) : une track jazz que j'ai proposée à l'envoutante soul lady Miss Frie, puis au vernis du piano magistral de Master 'B7' Bruno.
Lyrics
nico :
Friday night soakin' lights
No deal in sight, no sup or bite
Just the usual hellhound
Snoopin' on my track
I'm lookin' for a drugstore
That I could sneak in through the backdoor
My rusty pocketknife's a trusty ticket for my moppin' life
Cursed with my boozers appetite, lured by the club's twinkin' lights
Nothin' left to lose, right ? Let's hide inside... for a while...
(Well it's a)
One seat in the dark
Two wet Lucky Strikes
Three guns in the barman smile
"Four Roses in a jar, please..."
Five glasses later
I could fin'lly see her
A soul trap in disguise, hookin' my mind to her eyes
Just like pearls onto a necklace of broken hearts
Frie :
Time has gone by without you dear
How many sighs, how many tears
Did I let out and weep for you
Am I about to pass it through ?
I sometimes think I ‘ll soon get by
As such a link can’t be that tight
Absence can’t make hearts grow fonder
And a keepsake hurts, for ever
For pain I will spin the platter
Somehow I’ll find myself stronger
As you settled yours on the way
And found a better place to stay
But you see , I’ll keep the best
Smiles, laughter, tenderness
Your heart will always beat in mine
In tempo, on a soulful line
