estoy tan cansada...
me mola tanto ir en coche cantando...
creo que alquilaré un coche con un conductor cuyo cometido es dar vueltas conmigo fingiendo que busca a Parcamiento mientras cantamos los dos. o eso o que aiti siga llevándome por la ciudad. Y yo con mi libro en chino.
no me gusta la paella me gustan los nachos con queso no me gusta el centollo me gustan las patatas fritas me gusta el mago de oz y el hombre de hojalata.
no he visto ni una peli!
solecito solecito mmm
soy un centollo
Well it's a most peculiar feeling, like sunburn in the evening
With dark clouds on their way
And you think it's most unlikely life could ever shine as brightly
Once the sun has gone and the pressure's on
And the rain is here again
But you don't need the sunshine
You don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving (anyone's giving)
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking
But do you find the change in the seasons affects you without reason?
You've greetings but nothing more to say
And you swear you'd feel much better if only summer'd last foreverBut the sky is clear and you're nowhere near
And the rain is here again
But you don't need the sunshine (I don't mind the rain)
You don't need the good times (you could feel the same)
Lean on me maybe you could see it through
If you would only believe a single word is true
You don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving (anyone's giving)
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking
Well I throw away my sunshines, my so-called little lifelines
Do you know what I mean?
When I decided that the answer could not be bought across the counterMy sista dista has left for good
Now the rain has gone away
And you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving (anyone's giving)
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking
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