A viagem foi repleta de descobertas pessoais, entre elas um romântico som chá com pão de menina, que embalou a piração inca. Escute aqui e veja como a letra é fofa abaixo. Agradecimentos à esposa-fezoca, que fez a trilha da viagem.
Young folks
If i told you things I did before
told you how I used to be
Would you go along with someone like me
If you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me?
I did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
I would go along with someone like you
It doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through.
[Chorus]
And we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ bout the young style
And we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
And we don’t care about our own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
All we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
Usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
N-one will surprise me unless you do
I can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
Everyone is leaving i’m still with you
It doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through
[Chorus]
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Musiquinha boa cara... bem chá com pão... hehe
é, queridões, fiquei por aqui, mas fui assunto constante. Quanta AAE! E essa música é irada. Fofuglis, como diz uma amiga
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51V1VMkuyx0
Pra vocês se divertirem...
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