No Sleep Till Dresden

by Mariachi Los Svensson

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Ramón Svensson: Guitar, Vocals
"M" Svensson: Drums, Vocals
Juan "Rayito" Svensson: Guitar
Raulito Svensson: Double Bass

Recorded by Juan "Rayito" Svensson
at Blue Note (Dresden) on October 26th 2013.

Mixed by Juan "Rayito" Svensson.

Follow us: www.facebook.com/mariachilossvensson

Órale!!!

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released October 30, 2013

mariachi rock rockabilly blues country rock'n'roll svenska svensson órale Dresden

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Mariachi Los Svensson Dresden, Germany

Bastard swedish mariachis obsessed with classic Rock'N'Roll - Ándele, ándele, ándeleeee!!!

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Track Name: My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well I'm standin' on a corner - With a bucket in my hand
I'm waitin' for a woman - That ain't got no man.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, I went upon the mountain - I looked down in the sea
I seen the crabs and the fishes - Doin' the be-bop-bee.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, there ain't no use - of me workin' so hard
When I got a woman - in the boss man's yard.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, me and my baby - we just bought a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Track Name: Matchbox
Well I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got no matches
But I got a long way to go

I'm an ol' poor boy and
A long way from home
I'm an ol' poor boy and
A long way from home
Guess I'll never be happy
Everything I do is wrong, yeah

Well let me be your little dog
Til your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog
Til your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here
Tell him what this little puppy done

Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got no matches
But I got a long way to go
Let 'er go boy, go-go
Track Name: Little Sister
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Well, I dated your big sister
And I took her to a show
I went for some candy, along came Jim Dandy
And they snuck right out the door

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Every time I see your sister
Well, she's got somebody new
She's mean and she's evil
Like that old Boll Weevil
Guess, I'll try my luck with you

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Well, I used to pull your pigtails
And pinch your turned-up nose
But you been a growin'
And baby, it's been showin'
From your head down to your toes

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Track Name: Everybody's Trying to Be My Baby
Well, they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Woke up last night, half past four
Fifty women knocking on my door
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Before I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Well, they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Track Name: Hey, Good Lookin'
Hey, hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

Hey, sweet baby,
Don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe?

I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill.
There's soda pop and the dancin's free,
So if you wanna have fun come along with me.

Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

I'm free and ready,
So we can go steady.
How's about savin' all your time for me?

No more lookin',
I know I've been cookin'.
How's about keepin' steady company?

I'm gonna throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents.
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page.

Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?