Lady Gaga, Stuck On Fuckin’ You
Come promesso, Lady Gaga pubblica Stuck On Fuckin’ you, un singolo di Natale in pieno Germanotto Style.
Pochi giorni fa, tramite un post su Twitter, la cantante aveva annunciato che oggi avrebbe fatto un regalo ai suoi fan. E non si può certo dire che Gaga non sia una di parola dato che stamattina, sotto l’albero, i Little Monster hanno trovato Stuck On Fuckin’ You senza censure. Il brano, nonostante sia pubblicato in questa sacra festività, non si conforma al perbenismo da panettone, e prosegue sulla linea lanciata dalla cantante pop più trasgressiva della scena.
Stuck On Fuckin’ You è stato registrato in presa diretta, e in un solo take a bordo del tour bus che scarrozzava la popstar e il suo entourage durante il tour di Born This Way, subito dopo una data in Minnesota per la precisione. La chitarra di Fernando Garibay e la drum machine programmata da Paul Blair costruiscono il tappeto sonoro su cui si posa la voce di Lady Gaga, che per celebrare l’occasione si dà un’aria soulful. La colonna sonora ideale per augurare Merry Christmas a tutti i Little Monster.
Lady Gaga – Stuck On Fuckin’ You
Got no plans, got no clothes
Got no piano, we got no shows
No, I got nothing to do
But to be stuck on you
Got no flights out of here
Got no TV shows until next year
No, I got nothing to do
But to be stuck on you
Baby, you’re my liquor, I’m addicted to you
So I’ll just be stuck on, stuck on f-cking you
Stuck on f-cking you
I don’t ever want just another boy or a girl
Baby you and I, baby you and I could change the world
I don’t ever want just another boy or a girl to love
I’m stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck on you
Got all night, no cameras
We got no champagne but we got drugs
No, I got nothing to do
But to be stuck on you
Purple shades, *cymbal cloud
Gonna spend my time rocking on top
Yea, I got nothing to do
But to be stuck on you
Baby you’re my Johnny Walker, baby it’s true
So I’ll just be stuck on, stuck on f-cking you
Stuck on f-cking you
I don’t ever want just another boy or a girl
Cause baby you and I, baby you and I could change the world
I don’t ever want just another boy or a girl to love
I’m stuck, stuck, stuck on you
On you
Got no plans, got no flights
Out of here, no TV shows
But we got mice in the kitchens
So we don’t care cause we’re in love
You’re in the shower, I meet you there
I buy you some hippie sh-t from the Deli downstairs, oh yeah
Lovin on my man’s space, so good
Don’t forget me baby
Don’t forget me when I leave and go outdoor
Cause I know your laugh will be a sore
You’ll be on stuck f-cking this hooker *whore*
This hooker, who who
Got no nothing, you’re in the next room
You fell asleep on my .. bed
But me and Fernando and Paul will just spend the day of making music
But I missed you
The fridge is broken but drinking warm champagne
But we don’t care ’cause we’ll in Minnesota
And we sold our show again
And if the … again
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