Biografía:
10cc fue un grupo de estilo rock-pop y soft rock británico, originarios de Manchester. Se dice que su nombre se debe a que diez centímetros cúbicos es la cantidad promedio de semen que un hombre genera en cada eyaculación.
Su debut fue en el año 1974 y la agrupación estuvo compuesta por Graham Gouldman, Eric Stewart, Kevin Godley y Lol Creme. Su gran éxito mundial llegó en 1975, con la canción I'm Not In Love; también son conocidas Silly Love, Wall Street Shuffle y Dreadlock Holiday. Se separaron en 1995.
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Otras canciones:
- Asdf
- Como Te Voy A Olvidar
- Dreadlock Holiday
- Error
- Freestylo
- I'm Not In Love
- Jdnfasf
- No Me La Solti Mah
- Rubber Bullets
- The Re
- The Things We Do For Love
- ???? ?????? - ?? ? ?????
- ? ?? ??????? Half-life 3
- Action Man In Motown Suit
- Art For Arts Sake
- Baron Samedi
- Blackmail
- Brand New Day
- Donna
- Film Of My Love
- Fresh Air For My Mama
- From Rochdale To Ocho Rios
- Good Morning Judge
- Headline Hustler
- Hotel
- I Bought A Flat Guitar Tutor
- Im Mandy Fly Me
- Im Not In Love
- Johnny Dont Do It
- Lazy Ways
- Oh Effendi
- Old Wild Men
- People In Love
- Reds In My Bed
- Sand In My Face
- Shine A Light In The Dark
- Ships Dont Disappear In The Night Do They
- Somewhere In Hollywood
- The Dean And I
- The Hospital Song
- The Second Sitting For The Last Supper
- The Worst Band In The World
- Wall Street Shuffle
- Waterfall
- Youve Got A Cold
- Yvonnes The One
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Intro E riff
E
You're nose is runnin', and your eyes are red.
You're head is achin', you'll be better in bed.
A G F#m F
From the bottom of your fever to the throbbin' in your tongue.
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold.
E
You're searchin' madly, to find a cure.
E
But the mercury's risin', to a hundred and four.
A G F#m F
You've got a beauty, a badass, the mother of them all....
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold.
Em Bm A G D Am
Ain't no use in fightin' it, better to bed and try to sweat it out.
Am
Hot toddies (won't help you). Warm blankets, (won't sweat it out)
Am
Inhalants, (just choke you). Hot flushes, will tell you.
G
Anyway you've got it, ain't no doubt about it.
Nothin' new about it, you can't scream and shout it.
Em Bm A G D Am
Ain't no use in fightin' it, better to bed and try to sweat it out.
Am
Hot toddies (won't help you). Warm blankets, (won't sweat it out)
Inhalants, (just choke you). Hot flushes, will tell you.
G
Anyway you've got it, ain't no doubt about it.
G F#m Eb Em
Nothin' new about it, you can't fight it.
Instrumental Verse chords
E
Foreign bodies in your Kleenex, you've got no taste at all.
While your system is dyin, the bugs are havin' a ball.
A G F#m F
You've got a beauty, a badass the mother of them all.
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold, you've got a cold repeat and fade....
E
You're nose is runnin', and your eyes are red.
You're head is achin', you'll be better in bed.
A G F#m F
From the bottom of your fever to the throbbin' in your tongue.
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold.
E
You're searchin' madly, to find a cure.
E
But the mercury's risin', to a hundred and four.
A G F#m F
You've got a beauty, a badass, the mother of them all....
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold.
Em Bm A G D Am
Ain't no use in fightin' it, better to bed and try to sweat it out.
Am
Hot toddies (won't help you). Warm blankets, (won't sweat it out)
Am
Inhalants, (just choke you). Hot flushes, will tell you.
G
Anyway you've got it, ain't no doubt about it.
Nothin' new about it, you can't scream and shout it.
Em Bm A G D Am
Ain't no use in fightin' it, better to bed and try to sweat it out.
Am
Hot toddies (won't help you). Warm blankets, (won't sweat it out)
Inhalants, (just choke you). Hot flushes, will tell you.
G
Anyway you've got it, ain't no doubt about it.
G F#m Eb Em
Nothin' new about it, you can't fight it.
Instrumental Verse chords
E
Foreign bodies in your Kleenex, you've got no taste at all.
While your system is dyin, the bugs are havin' a ball.
A G F#m F
You've got a beauty, a badass the mother of them all.
G
You've got a cold, you've got a cold, you've got a cold repeat and fade....
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