por Paty Leiva

Hoy ha sonado esta canción en loop en mi casa, no la había escuchado antes y me encantó. Descubrimos Nothin’ On You gracias a que en canal HD de MTV estaban dando una presentación en vivo de B.o.B con Bruno Mars, que al parecer le achuntaron con unirse en este tema, ya que armaron un super hit que aumentó exponencialmente la popularidad que cada uno tenía por separado. Nothin’ On You es lo suficientemente melosa –me encantan esas letras chupamedias de enamorados– y hip-hopera como para hacer mover el cuerpo suavemente, aunque en este momento esté congelada.

B.o.B está nominado en 5 categorías en los VMAs y Bruno acaba de sacar el single Just the Way You Are (acá lo pueden ver en una entrevista ni más ni menos que con Pérez Hilton) así que los chiquillos están on fire. Disfrútelo en esta heladas y sabrosa noche.

Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing
But my time would be wasted, they got nothing on you, baby
Nothing on you, baby
They might say hi, and I might say hey
But you shouldn’t worry, about what they say
‘Cause they got nothing on you, baby (Yeah)
Nothing on you, baby (N-n-n-nothing on you baby, n-nothing on you)

I know you feel where I’m coming from
Regardless of the things in my past that I’ve done
Most of it really was for the hell of the fun
On a carousel, so around I spun
With no direction, just tryna get some
Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun
And so I lost more than I had ever won
And honestly, I ended up with none

It’s so much nonsense, it’s on my conscience
I’m thinking “maybe I should get it out”
And I don’t wanna sound redundant
But I was wondering, if there was something that you wanna know
But never mind that, we should let it go
Cause we don’t wanna be a TV episode
And all the bad thoughts, just let ;em go, go, go

Hands down, there will never be another one (nope)
I’ve been around, and I’ve never seen another one (never)
Because your style, I ain’t really got nothin’ on (nothing)
And you wild when you ain’t got nothin’ on? (haha)
Baby you the whole package
Plus you pay your taxes
And you keep it real, while them others stay plastic
You’re my Wonder Woman, call me Mr. Fantastic
Stop- now think about it

I’ve been to London, I’ve been to Paris
Even way out there in Tokyo
Back home down in Georgia, to New Orleans
But you always steal the show
And just like that girl, you got me froze
Like a Nintendo 64
If you never knew, well, now you know, know, know

[Bridge 3- B.o.B]
Everywhere I go, I’m always hearing your name
And no matter where I’m at, girl you make me wanna sing
Whether a bus or a plane, or a car, or a train
No other girl’s on my brain, and you the one to blame

Yeah (laughing)
And that’s just how we do it (laughing)
And I’ma just let this ride
And Bruno Mars


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