Musica de Tenacious D del Genero: Pop Rock Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Pop Rock son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Tenacious D tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Pop Rock, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente
Senorita, tasty mamacita
Tell me, baby, what's your name
Oh, Conchita, won't you have a seat-a
Tell me, baby, who's to blame?
I'll fuckin' kill the man who has done you wrong
My body's shakin' out of control
His name is Larry, oh, he's really scary
Drinkin' at the fuckin' bar
Tap his shoulder, muscles like a boulder
Tell him that's he's gone too far
He laughs and tells me to fuckin' fuck myself
Now my blood is boilin' over my soul
Hey!
I'm sorry, I didn't hear that
Did you just tell me to fuckin' "fuck myself"?
Yeah
Well, I'm telling you to step outside
Oh, really?
Yeah, we got some things to talk about
A little lady named Conchita
Hey!
Yeah, you harmed her
What? Who said? Who are you?
Yeah, fuck you, you piece of shit
When my fist connects at Larry, falls down to the ground
I see he's cut me with a bottle
My pistol rises, cause it's time to double down
Larry runs, I chase him out full-throttle
Donde estas mi horse? Ayee
Digame, donde estas Larry? Ayee
En los montanes? Donde, en los canyon?
Muy bien, cold-water canyon?
Andole, hey, ha, ha
Ah, te llamo, mi Conchita
Yo tengo hombre para tu gota
Mira mi cada
Soy en fuego para tu bueso
Mi amor
Watchin' Larry in his sanctuary thinkin' that he got away
With Conchita, oh, my mamacita, kissing him upon the face
I fuckin' rue the day that I fought for you
Now my mind is spinnin' out of control
Ah, I'm sorry, mamacita
Oh, my little senorita
I ? Senorita