P. Rogelio Santos Fontanet
P. is 126 years old.
He is the Harp Player of The Academy.
P. is also known as "Pato Fontanet".
P. is located in London at Scotland Yard.
P. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to go to work in order to get ahead professionally.
Memory Motel
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Song Details
Memory Motel is Ballad music in tempo Andante. The music is earth shaking and the lyrics are perfect. The song was written 5/23/2019 by P. Rogelio Santos Fontanet. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
5 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
20 |
| Genre: |
Rock |
| Owner: |
None |
| First Revealed: |
5/29/2019 |
Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Electric Guitar
Special Lyrics
Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her nose were slightly curved
We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel
It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well
It took a starry to steal my breath away
Down on the water front
Her hair all drenched in spray
Hannah baby was a honey of a girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her teeth were slightly curved
She took my guitar and she began to play
She sang a song to me
Stuck right in my brain
You're just a memory of a love
That used to be
You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me
She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Well she's one of a kind
She's got a mind
She got a mind of her own
And she use it mighty fine
She drove a pick-up truck
Painted green and blue
The tires were wearing thin
She turned a mile or two
When I asked her where she headed for
"Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar"
I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge
My nerves are shot already
The road ain't all that smooth
Across in Texas is the rose of San Antone
I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones
You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me
You're just a memory girl
You're just a sweet memory
And it used to mean so much to me
Sha la la la la
She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Mighty fine, she's one of a kind
On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze
We've been ten thousand miles
Been in fifteen states
Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind
I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried
What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor
It's just some friends of mine
And they're busting down the door
Been a lonely night at the Memory Motel
Record Releases
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