Ayer, cena de Audits, brigada de bizcochos total, como buen lunes que se precie.
Hoy, todavía más enferma, de manera que tuve que irme a casa a las 3 y dormir. Vaya mierda.
Pero tortilla de patatas!
Bueno adiós!
They would if they could, but they can't
So if they talk like they could or can't
Are you going to heed a word they say?
All I try to say is
I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
Yes I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows
But there's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
He's by the stairs
No I don't mean to alarm you
Oh was he swimming around all over town
Was full of meaning, oh what a feeling
Are you going to heed they say, NO!
All I try to say is
I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
In love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows
But there's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
He's by the stairs
I don't mean to alarm you
Because of his hob knob
Ohhh la la, I think love was a dirty word
Love all the time
Only in a friendly way
Not too friendly, not too friendly
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