Saturday, May 06, 2006

Não tem nada melhor no mundo pra curar dor de cotovelo do que ouvir Madonna, a rainha da cafonice.

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Quem não tem o que dizer, posta letra de música.

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Don't you ever
Tell me love isn't true
It's just something that we do
Don't you ever
Tell me everything I'm not but
don't ever tell me to stop


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Hoje hyper. Sinto falta dos moods do LJ.

2 Comments:

Blogger Sérgio said...

Cafonice? Essa é levinha. Escuta Júlio Iglesias pra você ver só o que é cafona...

9:37 AM  
Blogger danieli said...

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find much o' mistrust
Love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Much o' mistrust
Love's gone behind
In between what I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you
It's just no good, you teasing like you do
Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find much o' mistrust
Love's gone behind
Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising yeah
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La La
Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh

4:10 AM  

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