Saturday, July 31, 2004

DEAR MR JOURNAL

my mood is getting better but my sore thoats getting worse..

recently, i bought emma bunton's(baby spice) album.. the new one called free me..

it hasnt really recieved good reviews from critics.. but hey, she's a spice girl.. every spice gal that makes an album wouldnt have good reviews.. and when u listen to their album, its fantatsic.. the world jus has this thing against spice girls.. i think they rulz.. they were once a major world phenomenon.. with their tacky outfits and catchy songs, they dominated the world with their girl power.. haha... but god noes wad happens, after a while.. everyone started to hate them.. sure, some may not sing that well.. but most of them have talent.. mel b has talent, geri has talent, mel c has a huge talent, emma has talent and victoria have beckham.. so everyones happy.. anyway.. i suddenly talk bout spice gals because at the retail place in my sch, they have the first cd of the spice girls.. and when we are dolling up the place, we listen to it.. and it brings back old memories.. there's quite a few spice girls fans in my class too.. yeah

so heres a very fantabulous super dee duper mega dee trooper song in emma latest album..by the way emma's album is very mod and a mix of bossa nova.. cool right.. i love bossa..

Artist: EMMA BUNTON
Album: Free Me
Title: Crickets Sing For Anamaria

Hey Maria Papa said
You better go to bed
Maria Mama said
You better go to bed
And little sister said
You better go to bed
The older brother said
You heard what Papa said
You better say goodnight
You better shut the light
And Papa told you no
You can't go out tonight
But Papa didn't know
Maria had a date
And couldn't let him wait
So in a little while
She waited till the lights were low
She went out the window
to her beau, and so

There's a lot of huggin' then
A lot of kissin' then
A lot of huggin' him
A lot of kissin' him
A lot of happy talk
A lot of moon above
But very little time
But very little time
To make a lot of love

To make a lot of love
Which is a normal thing
To make a lot of love
For it was summertime
When all the crickets sing
And in the summertime

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they didn't do their repetoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came
And I can tell you this

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they didn't do their repetoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
And everyone's came
And I can tell you

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everyone's came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came
And I can tell you
Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
And everyone came

YOURS TRULY
the spice girls fan
ALI

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