Rise and shine my dears! Sper sa nu mai imi sara iar Capone in cap ca nu folosesc dulcea noastra limba…dar nu stiu cum ar suna asta…”Sculati-va si straluciti!” :))).  Iata ca am ajuns si la prima luni din Martie si in sfarsit soarele e sus. Asta inseamna ca se apropie sezonul de pescuit si gratare…ooh boy, de-abia astept. Si chiar daca sunt sigur ca iarna nu si-a spus inca ultimul cuvant chiar nu mai conteaza, e pe duca! Am trecut si peste primul hop, martisorul, mai vine inca unul pe sfarsit de saptamana cand sarbatorim femeia in toata splendoarea ei. Da’ pana atunci trecem la treaba pe ritmuri englezesti. Pentru azi am ales pe unul dintre artistii mei favoriti, un super entertainer. Vorbim despre Robbie Williams. Foarte tare omu’…stie sa faca show in toata puterea cuvantului. Si pentru azi am ales ceva vioi si plin de personalitatea lui Robbie: Hot Fudge. Bucurati-va de piesa si de viata!

si o varianta live, insotita de versuri:

Robbie Williams – Hot Fudge

Queen bitch eat the rich I’m on the second course today I’m not the first and I won’t be the worst She’s done most of L.A. Can’t find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon Twenty-four hours a day Call it Collagen Jeanie you big lip meanie I’m about to be blown away Come on sing it

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows Oh my Sunset Rodeo

Hot fudge here comes the judge There’s a green card in the way The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast Are moving to L.A. And we’ve been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 Mother things have got to change I’m moving to L.A.

Take the piss always English God bless you Uncle Sam You got a cool gene pool and our winter’s cruel And God knows I love to tan Making cents and dead Presidents Before I could count to ten With a nation behind me can’t stop the limey She’s on her back again Come on sing it

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows Oh my Sunset Rodeo

Hot fudge here comes the judge There’s just a green card in the way The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast Are moving to L.A. ‘Cause we’ve been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 Mother things have got to change I’m moving to L.A.

L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A. L.A.

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows Oh my Sunset Rodeo

Hot fudge here comes the judge There’s just a green card in the way The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast Are moving to L.A. ‘Cause we’ve been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 Mother things have got to change I’m moving to

Hot fudge here comes the judge There’s just a green card in the way The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast Are moving to L.A. And we’ve been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 Mother things have got to change I’m moving to L.A. Moving to L.A. Keep on moving, keep on moving, keep on moving to L.A. L.A., L.A. Keep on moving, moving on Keep on moving, moving on Keep on moving, moving on ..and stop