viernes, 24 de diciembre de 2010
CANCIÓN DEL DÍA: Who's That Chick?
Hola a todossssss!!! Esta noche es Nochebuenaaaa!!! Y ya tengo sitio pa salir esta noche por finnnnn!!! ^^
Y vosotr@s qué? Cómo se presenta la noche? Espero que os esté yendo todo tela de bien y si sois de Papá Noel (yo soy de Reyes XDDD) que os traiga muuuuuuuuuchas cosillasssss!!! ^^
La canción de hoy os voy a poner el video con la letra, porque no encuentro el video EN CONDICIONES y no me gusta poneros un video de una canción que se vea ahí to chico, que no, que no me gusta!!!
Además así aprovecho que sale la letra en el video y no tengo que buscarla! XDDD
Nada mássssss os dejo con David Guetta y Rihanna (de la cual Rihanna renegó, no queriendo incluirla en el track list de LOUD, va ella de rebelde ahora... yo le dejo que vaya de lo que quiera vamos!!! XDDD): Who's That Chick?
*ACTUALIZACIÓN: Ya ha salido el video oficial! (que el mismo que había, pero con imágenes de Guetta...). Son dos versiones!
VERSIÓN COLORIDA
VERSIÓN SINIESTRA
Feel the adrenaline
Moving under my skin
It's an addiction
Such an eruption
Sound is my remedy
Feeding me energy
Music is all I need...
Baby I just wanna dance
I don't really care
I just wanna dance
I don't really care-care-care (I can feel it in the air, yeah!)
She's been a crazy dita
Disco fever, and you wonder:
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Too gold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Back on the dancefloor
Better not to take me home!
Base kicking so hot
Blazing through my beating heart
French kissing on the floor
Heart is beating hardcore
Heard everybody is getting a little sexy
Off the crazy juice
This will end up on the news
Baby I just wanna dance
I don't really care
I just wanna dance
I don't really care-care-care (I can feel it in the air, yeah!)
She's been a crazy dita
Disco fever, and you wonder:
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Too gold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
I'll try to sex you up
The night has got me love sprung
I won't stop until the sun is up, oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum
Oh oh uh oh
I'll try to sex you up
The night has got me love sprung
I won't stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum
Beating like a disco drum... beating like a disco drum...
She's been a crazy dita
Disco fever, and you wonder:
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Too gold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?
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