enjoy the clip the sound and the fans ,fireworks etc
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
sunshine in the music
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
We got sunshine in the music
Saw the power in the song
We got sunshine in the music
Music keeps me full of love
So rock on
And jam on
We're rockin'
We're jammin'
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
For all the lonely, lonely people
For all the lonely, lonely hearts
For all the people who needs people
There is a chance to make a new start
We got sunshine in the music
Saw the power in the song
We got sunshine in the music
Music keeps me full of love
We got sunshine in the music (We got sunshine)
There is light in every month of May (We got sunshine)
We got sunshine in the music (We got sunshine)
Music brightens up a cloudy day
So rock on, huh
And jam on
We're rockin'
We're jammin', huh
We ain't got no cold ambition
We are not a politician
We ain't got no nuclear weapon
Just the soul and power in the song
We got sunshine in the music (We got sunshine)
There is light in every month of May (We got sunshine)
We got sunshine in the music (We got sunshine)
Music keeps me full of love
So rock on, huh
And jam on, huh
We're rockin', huh
We're jammin', huh
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
Aiaiai, heyey (Aiaiai, heyey)
Aiaiai, oho (Aiaiai, oho)
Saturday, March 13, 2010
the star is back :)
I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say?
My mind was drifting off on Martinique Bay.
It's not that I'm not interested, you see;
Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be.
I think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
Keep on talking, mama, I can hear
Your voice, it tickles down inside of my ear.
I feel a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.
I think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
Voila! An American Dream.
Well, we can travel girl, without any means.
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.
Just keep talking, mama, I like that sound.
It goes so easy with that rain falling down.
I think a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.
Voila! An American Dream.
Yeah, we can travel, girl, without any means.
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign.
Just think Jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
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