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Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to London town to pay a visit to the Queen.. Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
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And we ate peaches in this very place. The juice was running down your face. I poured coffee from a flask, it tasted funny. And then we tried to make love by this lake.
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I'm glad you agree you've got so many things to say sorry for. But listen to me because I'm not going to take it all anymore. . There was a time, don't ask me when, it made sense, somehow.
Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to london town to pay a visit to the queen.. Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
Sitting, staring. At my cigarette ash. Hmm.... . Waiting hours. Smoke climbs to stars. Thinking 'bout life. . Thinking 'bout life. When am I gonna see.
Um s segundo deixo me levar. Um s segundo eu deixo no ar. Um s segundo o lento espreguiar. Um s segundo me levar. Me levar. . Um s segundo eu deixo carregar.
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Rain on me, oh, friendly fire. (Smart bomb). Me an' Audrey gonna sing it for ya. (Smart bomb). A headache pill to die for. (Smart bomb). From all participating stores.
And guess what I found. It's a letter that I started writing. When you walked out. . It says that I won't miss you. Because I've met someone who's more exciting.
And every morning comes too soon. All your nights are sleepless. Poison arrows. To ruin your tomorrows. . Below suspicion. Cafes full of people dressed as spies.
For your circle days. A little bit of sunshine. Feel drops of water and footsteps. The soul pushes against the stairs alone. With pianos in your hair.
terry said some bigmouth might have asked you out. terry said there's nothing to be scared about. . so yeah, why are you not there?. why's this 'phone still ringing?.
One, two, three, four. Slap. . Fleet Street fell in love. But the girl proved hard to get. Took a seat at the old boy's club. But wouldn't share the bed.
I'm sitting in a train going down there, going where, going to no-land. I'm sitting in a train going down there, going where, going to no-land. I'm sitting in a train going down there, going where, going to no-land.
Eternos ventos sussurrantes. Revoltos mares dissonantes. Sempre voc. . Na solido, nos pensamentos. Sempre voc. Como em outros beijos. No cair da noite.