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(c) Nick Rumbelow
Last updates: 23 February 2010

Acoustic & PopDance & AmbientFunky & RnBCovers
Black and Gold – Cover
Black and
Gold
New Track with Lonnie Gordon
Open
(Lonnie Gordon)
Goodbye
Goodbye
(Heaton)
Forgot About Love
Forgot About Love
Fly Girl
Fly Girl
(Lonnie Gordon)
Eagle
Eagle
Thunder
Thunder
Don't Be Lonely
Don't Be
Lonely
Dear John,
Dear John,
Right Now
Right Now
Moonlight
Moonlight
Discotec
Discotec
How Many Times?
How Many Times?
Let It Go!
Let It Go!
Moving On
Moving On
You Keep Me
You Keep
Me
At Last
At Last
What Love Becomes?
What Love Becomes?
Rainbow
Rainbow
Cavatina
Cavatina
Dancing in The Light
Dancing in The Light
Indecision
Indecision
What You Do
What You
Do
Unchained Melody
Unchained Melody
Destiny
Destiny
Horse With No Name
Horse With No Name
Ace of Spades
Ace of Spades


Meditation Music

Synchrossage

Golden Dawn

 

     

Lonnie Gordon Collaboration

Fly Girl

(c) Nick Rumbelow / Lonnie Gordon
Music and Produced by Nick Rumbelow
Vocals by Lonnie Gordon
Lyrics by Nick Rumbelow / Lonnie Gordon

While I was messing around with my latest track which I'd put on hold, Lonnie came into my room and just started singing along with it. We went for lunch at Bar One in Streatham Hill and talked about what and who the song should be about, and "Fly Girl" just suddenly appeared! Three days later I heard the words we'd talked about fall into place and Lonnie's vocals were recorded straight away.

Lyrics

Here comes the girl
To show you what to do, yeah
Putting on her make-up
And her eyelashes too, yeah
Don't misunderstand this girl
She's not living in a high-class
Glamorous world
She's just putting on a show for you

She's not a tramp
She's just a fly girl
Put your high heels on
And stand on your own two feet
She's not a tramp
She's just a fly girl
Put your high heels on
And stand on your own two feet

As she steps out
Into the city lights, yeah
She's burning eyes
'Cos she's on fire tonight
Everybody looks her way
But she doesn't listen to
what people say
She's only got eyes for you tonight