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Title: Left in Bogota (Better Than Love)

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Title: Left in Bogota (Better Than Love) [Intro – Gm | Eb | Bb | F] Oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, mmm Traveling hearts on the run From Cartagena’s sun to Bogota’s rain begun [Verse 1 – Gm | Eb | Bb | F] We packed our bags for Colombia, chasing sunsets, endless sky From good weather in Cartagena, to clouds rolling by Modern buildings shining bright, neon nights in a good area But in the capital’s heart, we fell apart — just you and I Argued in the hotel lobby, voices echo down the hall You slammed the door behind you, my pride about to fall Uber taxi waiting outside, you disappear into the night While I’m stuck with memories and a view that don’t feel right [Chorus – Bb | F | Gm | Eb] She left me in Bogota — rain pouring down my face Chasing likes and filters under neon restaurant’s embrace Famous food over feelings — she chose a table for one Making TikTok memories while our love came undone Instagram influencer smile, better than this relationship She said “good food’s better ...

Plastic Ain’t Fantastic Inside The Caribbean Food (Cartagena Blues)

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Style: Funky West Coast Hip-Hop / G-Funk Vibes [Intro: Spoken, over a funky synth and bass groove] Yeah… It’s that global journey, Cartagena nights Green leaf, white color, yellow flower in sight But there’s something in the mix that just ain’t right… Let me tell you a story. [Verse 1] (Am7 – Dm7 – G7 – Cmaj7) Rollin’ through the old walled city, gold on my chain (uh) Colombian sun, never felt so insane (shine) Acai shake chillin’, purple drip in the glass (sip) Funky vibe in the air as the moments pass (yeah) Golden chain swingin’, ice cream on my mind (bling) I’m searchin’ for that flavor you can only find (only here) White color smiles from the vendor’s stand (smile) But what I found next wasn’t part of the plan Surprise in my mouth, feel somethin’ ain’t right (nah) Pull it out slow—man, it’s plastic tonight! (what?) Read about nano things on YouTube before (I did) But now I see the evidence, right at my core (damn) Microplastics, tiny invaders in disguise (oh no) ...

Funky Pink Gorilla Dancing in Ocean Container Terminal with Green and White Leaves (Colombian Canvas)

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[Verse 1] (Am7) (Cmaj7) (G) (F) In a neon-lit jungle where the shadows play, Big gorilla’s in his studio, painting night into day. Pink funky glasses, golden chains on his chest, He’s a king with a vision, putting colors to the test. A canvas of green leaf, white color like snow, Yellow flowers peeking through where only dreamers go. Ocean containers stacked under neon street light rays, Brushes stroke to rhythm of Colombian maze. [Chorus] (Dm7) (Em7) (Am7) (G) Big gorilla with funky pink glasses, Repainting green leaves into white crystal flashes. He packs those green-white dreams in ocean containers wide— Dancing at terminals where secrets collide. You can’t see them moving through your city’s haze, ‘Cause you don’t have those funky pink lenses for days. Like the gold in the museum or the rhythm in your soul— Only gorilla in Colombia knows how to make you whole. [Verse 2] (Am7) (Cmaj7) (G) (F) From Bogotá to Medellín, he paints stories untold, With every brushstrok...

Funky Pink Glasses (Gorilla in Colombia)

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  (Inspired by Dr. Dre, The Game & Kokane – Hard Liquor) [Intro] (Beat drops, slow West Coast groove, neon synths) Yeah... Colombia nights, neon lights Gold chains swingin’, funky vision in sight [Verse 1] (Em – Cmaj7 – Am7 – B7) Em Out the shadows of the terminal, under neon rain Cmaj7 Big gorilla with a golden chain, paintin’ on his brain Am7 Canvas wide as a forty-foot sea container door B7 Brush drippin’ green leaf and white, he’s searchin’ for more Em Funky pink glasses reflectin’ city dreams Cmaj7 He dips his brush in yellow flowers, gold museum gleam Am7 Funky red and funky yellow dripping off his hand B7 In every stroke, he’s spreadin’ color through the land [Chorus] (G – D/F# – Em – C) G D/F# Big gorilla with funky pink glasses Em C Repainting green leaves into white crystal color G D/F# He packed those white green leaves Em C Into ocean containers that go ‘round the world

Funky Gorilla Dreams in Ocean Container Terminal (From Colombia with Love In Neon Nights)

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  (Tempo: 90 BPM, West Coast G-Funk groove) [Intro] (Chords: Em7 – Am7 – B7 – Em7) Yeah… Colombia nights, neon lights Funky gorilla, paintin’ up the world… Let’s go [Verse 1] (Chords: Em7 – Am7 – B7 – Em7) Out the jungle, he strolls in with a strut so mean Big gorilla, golden chains on a chest so clean Funky pink glasses, see the world in another scene Sprayin’ colors wild, like you’ve never seen On his canvas, green leaf turns to crystal white Yellow flowers bloom under terminal lights Ocean containers lined up in the night 40ft dreams packed up real tight Golden museum in the heart of Bogotá Shiny reflections, see him paintin’ from afar Under funky red skies and funky yellow stars He’s makin’ masterpieces destined to travel far [Chorus] (x2) (Chords: Em7 – Amaj7 – F#m7 – B7) Big gorilla with funky pink glasses Repainting green leaves into white crystal color He packed those white green leaves into many ocean containers that goes around the world You can see ...