Dagens Eftermiddagsvärme
Dagens låt är "Like A Rolling Stone" med Bob Dylan
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Dagens McDonaldskö
Dagens låt är "Every Breath You Take" med The Police
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Dagens Sosseröda blir förkroppsligad av The Clash
Dagens andra låt är "London Calling" med The Clash
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Dagens Gladmadekadens
Dagens låt är "Bad Moon Rising" med Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Fredrik
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Fredrik
Fairytail of New York lockar fram julkänslorna...
Det är en obskrevligt fin låt. Fairytail of New York alltså. Den riktiga julsången, en självklarhet kring december.
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Ronan Keating gör en fin version av den, orginalet är av The Pouges.
Nu fick jag julkänslor.
Lite abstinens rent av.
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
'The Rare Old Mountain Dew'
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars
Big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes
Right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed
You scum bag
You maggot
You're cheap & your haggard
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams
From me when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
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Fredrik
Älskar den.
Ronan Keating gör en fin version av den, orginalet är av The Pouges.
Nu fick jag julkänslor.
Lite abstinens rent av.
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
'The Rare Old Mountain Dew'
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars
Big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes
Right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed
You scum bag
You maggot
You're cheap & your haggard
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams
From me when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas Day
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na
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Fredrik
Dagens Bevis för att Hellström gör ripp-off's!
Dagens låt är "Thirteen" med Big Star
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Dagens Nacholunch
Dagens låt är "I Want You To Want Me" med Cheap Trick
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Dagens Storrensning
Dagens låt är "We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off" med Jermaine Stewart
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Dagens Septembervind
Dagens låt är "Blowing In The Wind" med Bob Dylan
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Dagens Septemberregn på stan
Dagens låt är "Big Yellow Taxi" med Joni Mitchell
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Dagens Stekvarma sol
Dagens låt är "Spirit On The Water" med Bob Dylan
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Dagens Ostbågsfrossa
Dagens låt är "Easy Tonight" med Five For Fighting
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Dagens Sötsugsinjektion
Dagens låt är "Handle With Cars" med The Traveling Wilburys
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Bobbie feat. Scarlett?
Dagens Regniga Septemberdag
Dagens låt är "Stockholm" med Orup
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Dagens Festis med Cactus/lime-smak
Dagens låt är "Stranded" med Agnes Carlsson
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Dagens Septembervärme
Dagens låt är "Varmt igen" med Per Gessle
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Dagens Samhällskunskap
Dagens låt är "En kväll i juni" med Lasse Berghagen
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Dagens Välsmakande Loka Citron till downloadat 100 Höjdare
Dagens låt är "Start Me Up" med Rolling Stones
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Dagens Music med Hot Hot Sex
Dagens låt är "Music Is My Hot Hot Sex" med Cansei De Ser Sexy
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