Nada de música ñoña en este día tan ñoño, el post va sobre las relaciones de pareja, pero sobre las relaciones de pareja tal y como las entienden los AC/DC.

A estos chicos les van las bajas pasiones y dedican sus canciones a mujeres que los vuelven locos durante toda la noche:



You Shook Me All Night Long

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman i had ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those american thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but i was already there

'cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long

Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now i'm back in the ring to take another swing

'cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long

And knocked me out and then you
Shook me all night long
You had me shakin' and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me
Well you took me

You reall took me and you
Shook me all night long
Ooooh you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, yeah, you
Shook me all night long

Your really took me and you
Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me
All night long

Para que no se diga que discriminan también saben disfrutar de las chicas más rellenitas:



Whole Lotta Rosie

Wanna tell you a story
bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin
Oh she steals the show
She aint exactly pretty
Aint exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say shes got it all

Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doing all the things
Doing all the things you do
Aint no fairy story
Aint no skin and bone
But you give it all you got
Weighing in at nineteen stone

You’re a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta rosie
And you’re a whole lotta woman

Oh honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one to turn
Only one to turn me on
All through the night time
And right around the clock
To my surprise
Rosie never stops

You’re a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta rosie
And you’re a whole lotta woman

Por supuesto no todo son buenas palabras, a veces las cosas no funcionan y comienzan los reproches:



What Do You Do For Money Honey

You’re working in bars
Riding in cars
Never gonna give it for free
Your apartment with a view
On the finest avenue
Looking at your beat on the street
You’re always pushing, shoving
Satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be getting old

So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder

Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Where you get your kicks?

You’re loving on the take
And you’re always on the make
Squeezing all the blood out of men
They’re all standing in a queue
Just to spend the night with you
Its business as usual again
You’re always grabbin, stabbin
Trying to get it back in
But girl you must be getting slow

So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, yes I wonder

Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Yeah, whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks?
Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks?

Go
Yeow
Honey, whaddya do for money?
I said, honey, whaddya do for money?
Oh ho honey
Oh honey
Whaddya do for money?
What you gonna do
Honey
Oh yeah honey
Whaddya do for money?

What you gonna do?

Awww, what you gonna do?

Si os habéis quedado con ganas de más música de San Valentín alternativa siempre podéis ir al post del año pasado, y tranquilos, seguro que el año que viene hay más suerte.