Noo, posta que no, no se engañen, soy una zorra primero no soy linda, zafo y para algunos nada más, y encima tengo el carácter muuy bravo, soy histérica, complejosa, malhumorada, negativa, cabrona, enojona, impaciente, insegura, uff podría seguir :xd:
Your awful bright, your awful smart
I must admit you broke my heart
The awful truth is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad
While lovers laughed and music plays
I stumbled by and I hide my pain
The lamps are lit the moon is gone
I think I’ve crossed the Rubicon
Ahh ahh ahh
Walked the streets of love
And they’re full of tears
Ahh ahh ahh
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of tears
While music pumps from passing cars
A couple watched me from above
A band just played the wedding march
and the cornerstore mends broken hearts
A woman asked me for a dance
It’s free of charge just one more chance
Ahh ahh ahh
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of tears
Ahh ahh ahh
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
You had the moves, you had the cards
I must admit you were awful smart
The awful truth is awful sad
I must admit I was awful bad
Ahh ahh ahh
I walked the streets of love
And they’re drenched in tears
Ahh ahh ahh
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
Jajajaja,no lo digas así que acá te vas a tener que bancar el vuelo del condor en celo:)
Mocoso estás a full,pero te entiendo.Cuándo tenés 15 el 95% del tiempo pensás en culo y teta, el que lo niega es un mentiroso.Ahora tengo 30 y te digo que cuándo mirás a la persona que más querés a los ojos no te interesa más nada en este mundo:oops:.