At the start of the conversation. I didn't have too much to say. I was needing some inspiration. And you just got in my way. I took a shot at an easy target.
I've been angry. And I have strayed. I said words i never thought that I could say. You were sadly sweet. Like an old bar song (or a Wilco song). But I'll be back up on my feet before too long.
Eu quero me esconder de baixo dessa sua saia pra fugir do mundo. . Pretendo também me embrenhar no emaranhado desses seus cabelos. Preciso transfundir teu sangue pro meu coração que é tão vagabundo.
Só de pensar que nós dois éramos dois. Eu feijão, você arroz. Temperados com Sazón. Só de lembrar nós na Kombi no Domingo. Nosso amor era tão lindo. Nós descíamos pro Boqueirão.
Brown sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I lick you like brown sugar, make me right. Brown sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's Christmas time, and there's no need to be afraid. At Christmas time, we let in light and banish shade. And in our world of plenty, we can spread a smile of joy.
Non, je n'oublierai jamais la baie de Rio. La couleur du ciel, le nom du Corcovado. La Rua Madureira, la rue que tu habitais. Je n'oublierai pas, pourtant je n'y suis jamais allé.
Alors on d. Alors on d. Alors on d. . Qui dit étude dit travail,. Qui dit taf te dit les thunes,. Qui dit argent dit dépenses,. Qui dit crédit dit créance,.
Ay ma, could we talk about you hoping the flight. No moonwalkin', good to see Gotti, they droppin' the price. Now look at miss hotty, rockin' the ice.
I ain't nervous. I swear to God I ain't nervous. Nah, nah. And I'm laughin at them pussy niggas. And that pussy shit they doin. Gettin cake like I'm Jewish.
After the show it's the after party then. After the party it's the hotel lobby and. After the Belve' then it's probably Cris'. And after the original it's probably this (fiesta).
I wish, I wish, I wish. To every city. I wish, I wish, I wish. Every hood. I wish, I wish, I wish. And every block. Ghetto America!. . Rollin' through the hood.
You don't worry about tomorrow anymore, cause you're dead.. Or does anything still echo? Is there any trace left?. Well, I know she still remembers, she sleeps with your picture by her bed..
We charge into danger.. No guarantees or safe places.. No one can be trusted,. everyone is a suspect.. And all the money's worthless.. The town is trite and exaggerated..
Foul play! There's a target on the audience. Vampires! We're only in it for the money.. Diluted! We took the movement to the market.. So fuck us! We totally sold out the scene..
Foul play! There's a target on the audience. Vampires! We're only in it for the money.. Diluted! We took the movement to the market.. So fuck us! We totally sold out the scene..
They're advertising on the TV. Become a soldier. It's still high school politics, you know. Nothing's changed ?. Still don't know shit about aesthetic.
It isn't any different. It's the same old shit. It goes,. . I am oh so fascinated, I am oh so entertained. Standing here like a comedian. I repeat what I said, again and again and again.