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Friday, October 30, 2009

Road Trip

Je ne peux pas m'empêcher. Je le trouve "cool" que voulez-vous.

...il ne sais pas encore qu'il se retrouvera ici. Il sera certainement fort gêné. Peut-être ira-t-il jusqu'à me censurer... On verra.



Histoire de comprendre ce qu'ils "rabattent" (un terme du coin de St-Ambroise profond) voir le site de Social Distortion

Et pour les paroles:

Story of my life

High school seemed like such a blur
I didn't have much interest in sports or school elections
And in class I dreamed all day
About a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far
Y'know she never seemed to notice
That this silly school-boy crush wasn't just pretend

Chorus:
Life goes by so fast
You only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past;
(it's the) story of my life

And I went down to my old neighborhood
The faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to
And the pool hall I loved as a kid is now a seven eleven

I went downtown to look for a job
I had no training, no experience to speak of
I looked at the holes in my jeans and turned and headed back

Chorus

Good times come and good times go
I only wish the good times would last a little longer
I think about the good times we had and why they had to end

So I sit at the edge of my bed
I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw love song
Wonderin' bout what you're doin' now and when you're comin' back

Chorus



c'est mon frère, Frédéric, à la guitare avec son buddy ? je vous reviens là-dessus

2 comments:

  1. Fred, je suis certaine que tu as 100 fois + de beat que ton frère :o)
    Chapeau pour ce Québec-Montréal version Atlantic City.
    Très sympa à se farcir !

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  2. L'autre c'est Viz... Jean-François Vézina...

    Ben comique le frère... ben ben comique...

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