Crush with eyeliner*

Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich | Hold Tight


Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes,girl
You suit me for size
Forget the other guys
You'll never fall, each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Hold tight, make me feel
What you say is for real
And hold tight, Carousel
Girl you'll soon ring my bell
And hold tight, we will fly
swinging low, swinging high
We're gonna make the sky
You'll never fall, each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes,girl
You suit me for size
Forget the other guys
You'll never fall, each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight



uma das maravilhas deste verão é na verdade uma maravilha do verão de 1966, que Tarantino-deus-das-bandas-sonoras recupera. na verdade, muita da glamorosa música dessas felizes décadas que eu conheço devo-o a esse Tarantino-deus-das-bandas-sonoras. não me desagradaria nada essa ideia de existir assim num tempo de glória ao eyeliner, ao baton vermelho, aos homens de chapéu de feltro e às canções du surf pop. ainda que fosse o mesmo tempo dos penteados arranha-céus e dos maillots de gola alta.








* R.E.M.