Friday, August 11, 2006

Una lesión muscular impide que escriba en el teclado de teclas.
Que yo no tengo contestador automático!!

No hemos salido a más de 50 metros.
Me duele al teclear ya no tecleo más.
Debemos esconder nuestros rostros de siesteo.
Hemos quedado para dormir la siesta.

No hemos visto al Capitán Jack Sparrow. Otro día.

Para recibir el regalo número dos oprima la tecla número dos.

Hemos visto Hairspray.
No escribo más.


What gives a girl
Power and punch?
Is it charm, is it poise?
No, it's hairspray!

What gets a gal
Asked out to lunch
Is it brains, is it dough?
No, it's hairspray!

If you take a ride
With no can at your side
Then your flip will be gone
With the wind

But if you spray it and lock it,
You can take off in a rocket
And in outer space
Each hair will be in place

Why take a chance
When you get up and dance
If you twist, i insist
You use hairspray

And tell your mother
Her head she should smother
With "ultra-clutch" faithfully

So if you're a redhead,
A blonde or brunette
Just take my advice
And you might just get
The only thing better than hairspray

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