Nellie McKay - Bodega! lyrics
[Nellie McKay - Bodega! lyrics]
I love me an old-fashioned bodega (Bodega)
From the sea sides and
The mountains pouring down (Pouring down)
Through Cairo, Caracacas y Cartagena
(tagena)
To the old-fashioned, soul passioned town
When love fills the air and he asks me
"When will you be mine?"
I sighed, my Valentine's
Proposed to me in a bodega (Bodega)
When romance has won and he asks me
"What home shall we have?"
I laugh, "my better half
Just build it inside a bodega, bodega"
I love me an old-fashioned bodega (Bodega)
Where the fruit's and the
Flowers stay this dry (Stay this dry)
School children come eager to
Buy their ortegas (Ortega)
For as goes the bodega, goes the life
Me amo un bodega pasado de moda de moda
Y me veo a prueba le va le va
Té negro, boletos, paletas y soda y soda
En el templo de la gente lo callas
When storm clouds appear, and he tells me
"The landlords are loose"
I yell, "my grand Cayuse
Fight with me to save the bodegas" (Bodega)
When justice has won (¡Si se puede)
"The demons have lost their demands"
I cry, "my darling love
Make love to me in a bodega, bodega"
I love me an old-fashioned bodega (Bodega)
Pretty lights through the darkened
Paths of Rome (Paths of Rome)
Lead the crippled
The broken and even the beggars
(The beggars)
To their old-fashioned, soul passioned home
Take me home take me home ¡Ole! ¡Bodega!
From the sea sides and
The mountains pouring down (Pouring down)
Through Cairo, Caracacas y Cartagena
(tagena)
To the old-fashioned, soul passioned town
When love fills the air and he asks me
"When will you be mine?"
I sighed, my Valentine's
Proposed to me in a bodega (Bodega)
When romance has won and he asks me
"What home shall we have?"
I laugh, "my better half
Just build it inside a bodega, bodega"
I love me an old-fashioned bodega (Bodega)
Where the fruit's and the
Flowers stay this dry (Stay this dry)
School children come eager to
Buy their ortegas (Ortega)
For as goes the bodega, goes the life
Me amo un bodega pasado de moda de moda
Y me veo a prueba le va le va
Té negro, boletos, paletas y soda y soda
En el templo de la gente lo callas
When storm clouds appear, and he tells me
"The landlords are loose"
I yell, "my grand Cayuse
Fight with me to save the bodegas" (Bodega)
When justice has won (¡Si se puede)
"The demons have lost their demands"
I cry, "my darling love
Make love to me in a bodega, bodega"
I love me an old-fashioned bodega (Bodega)
Pretty lights through the darkened
Paths of Rome (Paths of Rome)
Lead the crippled
The broken and even the beggars
(The beggars)
To their old-fashioned, soul passioned home
Take me home take me home ¡Ole! ¡Bodega!