este senhor é, caramba, uma delícia. podia até ser ornitólogo, mas não.
decidiu ser, e muito bem, um "one-man-show" (como diria a dinastia alteída), ou como se diz para as nossas bandas um "homem dos sete instrumentos".
não estivesse ele tão tímido e tínhamos lá ido dar-lhe um beijinho, não era luísa? em vez disso comemos pastéis.
Andrew Bird
Why?
Why? Why'd you do that?
You shouldn't have done that
If I told you once, I told you three times
You'll get your punishment when you
Show me your crimes
It's not a spell or a curse you put on me
Or the way you smile so tenderly
But how I wish it was your temper you were throwing
Damn you for being so easygoing
I thought that time would tell
My sins would provoke you to raise some hell
Not a chance
Whatever happened to fiery romance
Oh how I wish it was those dishes you were throwing
Damn you for being so easygoing
No, don't give me that line
Don't try to tell me inaction is not a crime
Can't you see what kind of seeds you're sowing?
Damn you for being so easygoing
You shouldn't have done that
If I told you once, I told you three times
You'll get your punishment when you
Show me your crimes
It's not a spell or a curse you put on me
Or the way you smile so tenderly
But how I wish it was your temper you were throwing
Damn you for being so easygoing
I thought that time would tell
My sins would provoke you to raise some hell
Not a chance
Whatever happened to fiery romance
Oh how I wish it was those dishes you were throwing
Damn you for being so easygoing
No, don't give me that line
Don't try to tell me inaction is not a crime
Can't you see what kind of seeds you're sowing?
Damn you for being so easygoing
sim, uma delicía este one-man-shó! a ele até sou gaja para perdoar essa mania de não deixar crescer a barba!
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