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Old school pop rocker with a positive and happy vibe. A funky bass guitar line interplays with pile-driving drums and electric guitar to provide the ideal backing for the David Bowie type singer. Keywords: Dancy bouncy infectious rhythmic energetic energy The Cure, Huey Lewis and the News, The Cars, Billy Idol
Price: USD $150.95± Varies based on media, term, territory, etc.
Buyout Price: USD $452.85 In All Media, in Perpetuity, throughout the Universe
Description:Colamericana, Rock Music, 1980s Rock, royalty free sounds, flash music loops and websites music
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Lyrics:
Hey bushy bushy blonde hairdo with your butterfly eyes
I say you’re nobody’s hero with your mafia ties.
You give me colamericana. You give me kisses from France
And in the cattle market an Aborigine dance and I give you
Romantic lies, longing sighs, flowers for your hair.
There’s no getting through to this dead end dude when spring is in the air.
Those subway nights and high rise sights skyscraper away ooh yeh
And no stupid law, no law can take your pride away.
Hey sleazy sleazy go easy. You’ve got your sycophant fans.
You come on all nice and bright and breezy. You didn’t even give us a chance.
Your daddy’s good-looking, well your mama says “He’ll do”.
What you got cooking? I know I’m untrue but I’ll give you
Romantic lies, longing sighs, flowers for your hair.
There’s no getting through to this dead end dude when spring is in the air.
No lonely night’s gonna make it right. I scrape away ooh yeh.
And no law, no no stupid law can take your pride away.
