My favourite song

Really I love a lot of songs, its difficult to my choose only one, I feel that I'm betraying to the other groups, in figuratively.

I like too much kind of music. I like the rock, indie, pop, jazz even some classical music, etc. I am a mélomane!!!

I have a lot of favourite groups, included Black Kids, CSS, The Do, Depeche Mode, Coldplay, Madonna, The Desemberist, Los Bunkers, Francisca Valenzuela, only for appoint some of them.

I'm insecure between At Last from The Do and Music is my hot, hot sex from CSS.

I choose this song because always encourage me when I am sad. Also when I want to dance and it make me remember good times. I listening for the first time the last summer.

This group like's me because they are brazilian but they sing in inglish, I think that the were americans until I read this in internet, in this song there is a part in portuguese.

I hope that you like this song and maybe some day we can dance this together.

See you!!!

Music is my Hot, Hot Sex

From all the drugs the one I like more is music
From all the junks the one I need more is music
From all the boys the one I take home is music
From all the ladies the one I kiss is music (muah!)

Music is my boyfriend
Music is my girlfriend
Music is my dead end
Music is my imaginary friend
Music is my brother
Music is my great-grand-daughter
Music is my sister
Music is my favorite mistress

From all the shit the one I gotta buy is music
From all the jobs the one I choose is music
From all the drinks, I get drunk off music
From all the bitches the one I wanna be is music

Music is my beach house
Music is my hometown
Music is my king-size bed
Music's where I make my friends
Music is my hot hot bath
Music is my hot hot sex
Music is my back rub
My music is where I'd like you to touch

Claro-que-sim
Fui escoteira-mirim
Direto da escola, não
Não ia cheirar cola
Nem basquete, pebolim
O que eu gosto não é de graça
O que gosto não é farsa
Tem guitarra, bateria, computador saindo som
Alguns dizem que mais alto que um furacão (rhéum)
Perto dele eu podia sentir
Saía de seu olho e chegava em mim
Sentada do seu lado
Eu queria encostar
Faria o tigela até o sol raiar
Debaixo do lençol
Ele gemia em ré bemol
Fiquei tensa
Mas tava tudo bem
Ele é fodão, mas eu sei que eu sou também