My Beatnik Daddy

I want you to be my Beatnik dad. We will read poems by Keruak.

By the firelight.

I need a Beatnik dad. We will hit the road and be wild.

We will be wild.

For a while.

Barbara Evans: Beatnik Daddy
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Going Back To Oslo

You will be waiting for us at the airport. My heart goes boom boom. I will be going with someone special for me now. But you were so special once. You will welcome us and I will feel your warmth instantly. For I am back in Oslo where evenings by the water drinking wine were endless, where the trees in your garden gossipped about us. Where you told me what I meant to you. Back in Oslo, but now our lives have changed for good.

The chips: Mixed up Shook up Girl:
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Jumping Waves

Here we go again: jumping waves. The heat is on and you are so fresh. Do not be shy. There is a world of possibilities. We will come back at night if you feel like jumping more. We are so childish sometimes. Because the heat is on.

Millie Small: My boy Lollipop:
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Believe Me

When I dance as if I were alone, believe me.
When they tell me amazing things about you, believe me.
If you feel your joy is growing, believe me.
Too many times you fell down and nobody cared. So now that I am here, believe me.

Dara Puspita: Believe Me
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We Come Back Here Again.

It's a party. You told me about it but I almost forgot. Not that I did not want to go. It is only that I would like to be alone with you. Smiles and music, that will do for the moment.
As soon as we get there, as soon as you smell people and laughs you change. I see your face changing and I cannot help but letting you go off me.
You are a vampire.

Los Brasilios: No te esconde.
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El yo-yó ye-yé

Todos juntos, andamos. Tu sostienes esa cosa roja en tu mano. Será uno de tus nuevos juegos.
Respiro.
Otra vez.
Sueltas esa cosa roja pero rápidamente vuelve a tu mano.
Respiras.
Y seguimos andando, todos juntos.

Kinita: Yo-yó yé-yé.
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Only You Can Open That Door.

I keep on dreaming I am walking in the garden. The grass is wet. Then I see you and you offer me a cotton candy. I cannot see your face but something tells me it is you: only you can do it. I take the cotton candy but still I cannot see your face for it gets dark.

The Vernon Girls: Only You Can Do It.

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Mosquito Attack

Soy tu mosquito yé-yé. Entraré en tu habitación cuando duermas.
Y si te pico serás más cool que todos esos amigos tuyos tan aburridos.
Y si te pico ya nunca más podrás dejar de pensar en mi.

MaryMerche y su panda: Mosquito Yé-Yé:

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One Hundred Times Karaoke.

And the music was on. And you were dancing on stage. And then you looked at me. We were not far away from each other. Only a glimpse, a spell. A night that would be remebered for good.

Dee Dee: I Put a Spell on You

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Taking Pictures

She came asking for you that evening. We were by the pool having some drinks and talking about the following weekend. She stood for a while, smiled and then joined us. Mona said how beautiful she looked on her new dress. Then all of a dudden she took a picture of her. You know Mona is like this all the time.
The evening went by quietly. We had some drinks and waited for you.
You did not show up until late. I was half asleep, still by the pool. You sat down next to my sunbed and said something about Mona being too pushy with pictures. I listened to every word and decided not to mention she had come asking for you.

Ruth Roman Photo

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