Emilíana Torrini "Jungle Drum". In den wenigen Minuten, in denen der Ton dann wirklich an war, hab ich das gehört. Nicht besonders orginiell, aber mit erstaunlichem Einfluss auf Beine, Arme und den Hintern. Und 1000 Mal besser als eine Frau Klum, die grundsätzlich eine Oktave zu hoch spricht.
Hey, I'm in love,
My fingers keep on clicking to the beating of my heart.
Hey, I can't stop my feet,
Ebony and ivory and dancing in the street.
Hey, it's because of you,
The world is in a crazy, hazy hue.
My fingers keep on clicking to the beating of my heart.
Hey, I can't stop my feet,
Ebony and ivory and dancing in the street.
Hey, it's because of you,
The world is in a crazy, hazy hue.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
Man, you got me burning,
I'm the moment between the striking and the fire.
Hey, read my lips,
Cause all they say is kiss, kiss, kiss.
No, it'll never stop,
My hands are in the air, yes I'm in love.
I'm the moment between the striking and the fire.
Hey, read my lips,
Cause all they say is kiss, kiss, kiss.
No, it'll never stop,
My hands are in the air, yes I'm in love.
My heart is beating like a jungle drum.
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