
Sí, ya sé que el otro día os traje un par de actuaciones en directo de Mika, pero no me puedo resistir a mostraros su siguiente parada promocional. En esta ocasión, fue en los States en el programa Good Morning America donde, para que no nos saturemos con su primer single We Are Golden, interpretó Blame It On The Girls.
Tengo que reconocer, por si no se notaba, que tengo especial debilidad por este personaje. Digo personaje sin ningún ánimo peyorativo, pero es que tanta peculiaridad en un solo ser me supera. Sólo alguien así puede congregar, como vemos en la actuación que os traigo, a adolescentes saltarinas dándolo todo, a señoras cincuentonas con camiseta de Mika o casi ancianas de traje y chaqueta cantando sus canciones como verdaderas grouppies.
La canción y el actuación están genial y es inevitable sonreir al verle danzar por el escenario porque se nota que se lo pasa pipa y eso al público llega, tengas 12, 30 o 60 años.
Blame It on the Girls
He’s got looks that books take pages to tell
He’s got a face to make you fall on your knees
He’s got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he’s livin’ at ease
Like lovers of the good book show — what’s the matter
He’s certain there is so much more — what’s the matter
While you’re wondering what the hell to do
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?
Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting/hating? on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he’s dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Like a baby you’re a stubborn child — what’s the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind — what’s the matter
While you’re wondering what the hell to do
We were wishing we were lucky like you
Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting/hating? on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he’s dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
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