Friday, September 15, 2006
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like is a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I like is a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then theres those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about ¡em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It isnt very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering
always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Takes a lot of sentimental valiums
Cant expect the world to be your raggedy Andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or Adios Kansas
It isnt very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
A little bit tower of pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if Im a mess
Rufus Wainwright, Cigarettes & Chocolate Milk
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2 comments:
Yo es que....cof, cof, tambien tengo algunos gustos complicados, ejem, ejem, pero en fin....BESOS.
Besos Besos.
p.d: tengo que decirte lo hermoso que seria que estuvieras vos tambien aqui....?
aaaah, qué gustazo...
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