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In My House. " In My House " is a song produced, written and arranged by American musician Rick James and recorded by his protégées, the Mary Jane Girls, for their second studio album, Only Four You (1985). It was released as the album's lead single in October 1984 by Gordy Records. In the United States, the single topped Billboard 's Dance ...
9 de may. de 2024 · There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. Create and get +5 IQ. It Never Rains In Southern California chords Albert Hammond 1972 (Albert Hammond and Mike Hazlewood) Capo II * [Intro] Am D G 2x [Verse 1] G Am D G Got on a board a westbound seven forty seven Am D G Didn't think before deciding what to do Am D G Em All that talk of ...
ウィキペディア フリーな encyclopedia. 「 カリフォルニアの青い空 」（カリフォルニアのあおいそら、 英語: It Never Rains In Southern California ）は、 アルバート・ハモンド が1972年に発表した楽曲。. 72年末から73年にかけてヒットした。. 概要 「カリフォルニアの ...
Nunca llueve en el sur de California It Never Rains In Southern California. Se subió a bordo de un 747 en dirección oeste Got on board a westbound 747 No lo pensé antes Didn't think before Decidido' qué hacer Decidin' what to do Toda esa charla All that talk De oportunidades Of opportunities Pausas de TV y películas TV breaks and movies Sonó verdadero Rang true Claro que sonó verdad ...
"Moonlight Lady" – written by Hammond and Carole Bayer Sager and originally sung by Hammond with a large adaptation from "It Never Rains in Southern California". It was later recorded by Julio Iglesias in his 1984 album 1100 Bel Air Place "Oklahoma Sunday Morning" – co-written with Tony Macaulay and Mike Hazlewood, a hit for Glen Campbell
Seems it never rains in southern California. Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before. It never rains in California. But girl don't they warn ya. It pours, man it pours. Out of work, I'm out of my head. Out of self respect, I'm out of bread. I'm underloved, I'm underfed, I wanna go home. It never rains in California.
In Kalifornien regnet es niemals. Aber Mädel haben sie dich nicht gewarnt. Es giesst, Mensch, es giesst. Ohne Arbeit bin ich kopflos. Ohne Selbstachtung geht mir das Brot aus. Ich werde zu wenig geliebt, bin unterernährt, I will nach Hause gehen. In Kalifornien regnet es niemals. Aber Mädel haben sie dich nicht gewarnt. Es giesst, Mensch, es ...
