Todavía
Hoy la vi, me vió,
la saludé, me contestó
hermosa, radiante, odiosa como siempre,
y todavía sonrisa de idiota... todavía.
viernes
martes
Flavor of the Weak
She paints her nails
And she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair
His dirty clothes
Are all he gives to her.
And he's got posters on the wall
Of all the girls he wished she was
And he means everything to her.
Her boyfriend
He don't know
Anything about her. He's
Too stoned
Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak.
It's Friday night
And she's all alone
He's a million miles away
She's dressed to kill
The TV's on
He's connected to the sound.
And he's got pictures on the wall
Of all the girls he's loved before
And she knows all his favorite songs.
Her boyfriend
He don't know
Anything about her. He's
Too stoned
Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak
Yeah!.
Her boyfriend
He don't know
Anything about her. He's
Too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned.
Her boyfriend
He don't know
Anything about her. He's
Too stoned
Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak.
Yeah she's the flavor of the weak
She makes me weak.
American Hi-Fi.
viernes
Holiday In Spain
Got no place to go
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico
She's got a bottle of tequila
A bottle of gin
And if I bring a little music I could fit right in
We got airplane rides
We got California drowning out the window side
We got big black cars
And we got stories how we slept with all the
movie stars
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
Fly away to somewhere new
Hop on my choo choo
I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit
If you dress me up in pink and white
We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight
She's my angel
She's a little better than the one that used to be with me
Cause she liked to scream at me
Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
And fly away to someone new
Everybody's gone
They left the television screaming that the
radio's on
Someone stole my shoes
But there's a couple of bananas
and a bottle of booze
Oh well, happy new years baby!
We could probably fix it if we clean it up
all day
Or we could simply pack our bags
And catch a plane to Barcelona cause this
city's a drag
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Flush my worries down the drain
Then fly away to somewhere new
Take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
And fly away to someone new.
Counting Crows.
jueves
Preferencias
-Prefiero una buena conversación a tener sexo
#¿Por qué?
-Porque una buena conversación es más esporádica.
martes
Palabras de un grande
"To express oneself honestly,
not lying to oneself,
and to express myself,
that my friend is very hard to do"
B.L.
lunes
Boy loves girl
Boy is in love with girl,
boy wanna ask her to be his girlfriend,
boy hasn't seen girl,
boy's love is blind.
Girl likes boy,
girl doesn't want any commitments,
girl is gonna break boy's heart
boy is gonna be so sad...
viernes
Life is for living
1:37 minutos,
16 líneas,
ni un sólo coro,
una poesía:
Now I never meant,
to do you wrong,
that's what I came here to say.
But if I was wrong,
then I'm sorry,
I don't let it stand in our way.
'Cause my head just aches,
when I think of,
the things that I shouldn't have done.
But, life is for living,
we all know,
and I don't wanna live it alone.
Sing, ah, ah, oh,
Sing, ah, ah, oh.
And just think,
ah, ah, oh.
Coldplay.
jueves
Te miré
Te miré, me miraste
las mismas caras,
los mismos ojos,
la misma sonrisa triste,
y aún así
éramos dos extraños.
Yo no sabia quién eras...
tú ya no eras tú,
yo ya no era yo,
nosotros ya no éramos
ahora sólo eras tú
y yo sólo yo.
Tan ajenos,
tan distantes,
tan solos,
tan desconocidos.
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