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bullehurk
Alldeles underbart, om hon har tagit hand om sig och r mn om att hlla sig frsh och vlvrdad. Mnga r s kta och seksuelt utsvultna att du vill inte tro det. Och att du sjlv r riktig kt och eggad p henne sjlvklart, s kan det bli rtt s eldigt.
Fascinationen att trffa p en ldre kvinna av den sort som trden behandlar r svr att beskriva i ord.
Barry Hay i Golden Earring trffade en kvinna p drygt 40 i "klubbsvngen" och det blev slutligen blev en lt om henne
"Vanilla Queen".
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Golden Earring - a band whose recording career has spanned five decades! - are known principally for their massive 1973 hit "Radar Love," which is arguably the weakest track on their enormously underrated 1973 Moontan album. Running 9:16,
"Vanilla Queen" was inspired by a woman of about 40 whom lead vocalist Barry Hay saw on the club circuit.
Hay was born in 1948; all the other band members were of the same or about the same age, and 40 seems positively ancient to a 20-something rock musician at the height of his powers!
Fr de med lite inlevelse, fantasi och erfarenheter av ventyr med ldre kvinnor s framgr det klart av musiken hur deras mte frlpte.
Fr Barry Hay uppenbart att han inte kunde glmma henne!
Vi lyssnar!
Fascinating lady;
Snowflake in the sun.
You made me feel so bourgeois.
Oh, you've captured everyone.
I hear you've been a dancer,
At some famous Paris show.
And million dollar lovers,
Neatly saw you to your door.
Nineteen-fifty-seven,
Sweetheart of the year.
The secret of your beauty,
Was your moon tan and your fear.
And now you run this city.
You're still honey to the flies.
Attract the in-crowd dandies;
Faraway look in their eyes.
You're a bright nocturnal vanilla queen.
Your mask is sterile dignity.
Tell my why, nocturnal vanilla queen,
You haunt me even in my dream.
It couldn't be avoided;
We were bound to meet.
I knew you would drag me down,
And toss me off my feet.
Sweet moments of desire,
Sweet moments of relief.
You blow down my fences,
O' you're natural make-believe.
You're a bright nocturnal vanilla queen.
Your mask is sterile dignity.
Tell my why, nocturnal vanilla queen,
You haunt me even in my dream.
You're a bright nocturnal vanilla queen.
Your mask is sterile dignity.
Tell my why, nocturnal vanilla queen,
You haunt me even in my dream (ah!).
Well, in simple English I'm...
What's your name, Honey?