MACSIMCA
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axime aka MacSimca (Ririboys Scooter Club). Batteur pour les Arondes, les Braqueurs, Jon and the Vons et the Suttles. DjSet 60s Rock N Soul Music !
Mose Alison « the seventh son » Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout the seventh son In the whole round world there is only one And I’m the one, yes, I’m the one I’m the one, I’m the one The one they call the seventh son I can tell your future it will comes to pass I can do things for you, make your heart feel glad Look in the sky, predict the rain I can tell when a woman’s got another man And I’m the one, yes, I’m the one I’m the one, I’m the one I can talk these words that will sound so sweet They will even make your little heart skip a beat I can heal the sick and raise the dead And make the little girls talk out of their head I’m the one, yes, I’m the one I’m the one, I’m the one The one they call the seventh son I’m the one, I’m the one The one they call the seventh son
Ray Charles « I dont need no doctor » I don’t need no doctor ‘Cause I know what’s ailing me I don’t need no doctor, no, no ‘Cause I know what’s ailing me I’ve been too long away from my baby, ahh! I’m coming down with a misery (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no doctor For my prescription to be filled (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no doctor, I tell ya now For my prescription to be filled (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) Only my baby’s arms Could ever take away this chill (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) Now the doctor say I need rest (hey hey) Before I need her tenderness (hmmm hmm) Put me on the critical list (hey hey) When all I need is her sweet kiss (hmmm hmm) He gave me a medicated lotion But it didn’t soothe (it didn’t soothe) My emotion (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no doctor For my hope to live is gone (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no doctor, no, no Wahhh! my hope to live is gone (I don’t need no doctor) (I don’t need no doctor) All I need is my baby Baby, Please! Won’t you please come on home? (I don’t need no doctor) You know what I’m talkin’ about? (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no aspirins (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need no lotion (I don’t need no doctor) I say, I don’t need (I don’t need no doctor) No vitamin pills (I don’t need no doctor) I don’t need (I don’t need Écrire à Mac Von Simca
Tom Jones « the lonely one » Well, you don’t know how much you mean to me, I said goodbye, I left you there to cry. Well, you don’t know how much I miss you so, But now it’s done, now I’m the lonely one. You heard me say upon that rainy day, «Please set me free ‘cause I don’t want to know!» Well, you don’t know how much you mean to me, I said goodbye, I left you there to cry. Well you don’t know how much you mean to me, I love you so, baby, come on home. I hope and pray that you’ll come back someday, I’ll have my fun, now I’m the lonely one.
Georgie Fame « Somebody stole my thunder » Guess what, guess who? Somebody stole my thunder, And now somebody’s gonna pay! I’ll soon be freakin’ out from under And love to live another day. Well now, just now, Somebody stole my action, I’m busted but revenge is sweet, I’m gonna get me satisfaction, I’m gonna get me sweets to eat! No one told me lock the doors and window Of your house or pay the consequence, No one told me someone’s paw-like fingers Would make off with that which I love best! That’s how, just now Somebody stole my thunder I’m busted but revenge is sweet, I’m gonna get me satisfaction, If they don’t pay me back in kind, I’m gonna lose my tiny mind, Or did they mean to bug my party line? They stole my thunder! I wonder why? Écrire à Mac Von Simca
Melba Moore « Magic Touch » Theres something about your smile I swear that it makes me weak And when i’m close to you I find that it’s hard to speak I act like a child of six And i guess that it shows to well That you got the magic touch And i’m caught in your spell You never convinced me that I’d be great but of petite size But something happens when i look into your eyes I try to defend myself but to late that i finally see You’ve got the magic touch And you cast your spell on me Yeah Yeah - they call it magic baby Yeah Yeah - it’s more like tragic baby Will i surrender to this fate? Is there no sidedoors to escape That look that you wear so well Is enough to make me melt I suddenly find myself in things i’ve never felt No use in denying when a child can clearly tell That you got the magic touch And i’m caught in your spell Yeah Yeah - they call it magic baby Yeah Yeah - it’s more like tragic baby