domingo, 22 de febrero de 2009

Hello, I love You...

SI LA LEYENDA ES CIERTA... AHORA PUEDO COMPRENDER PERFECTAMENTE LO QUE SINTIO JIM MORRISON:

Hello,
I love you.
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello,
I love you.
Let me jump in your game.

Hello,
I love you.
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello,
I love you.
Let me jump in your game.

She's walkin' down the street,
Blind to every eye she meets.
Do you think you'll be the guy
To make the queen of the angels sigh?

Hello,
I love you.
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello,
I love you.
Let me jump in your game.

Hello,
I love you.
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello,
I love you.
Let me jump in your game.

She holds her head so high
Like a statue in the sky.
Her arms are wicked and her legs are long.
When she moves, my brain screams out this song.

Sidewalk crouches at her feet
Like a dog that begs for somethin' sweet.
Do you hope to make her see, you fool?
Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel?

Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello

LA VOLVERE A VER?

ME ATREVERE A HABLARLE?

PORQUE CHINGADA RAZON SE ME OCURRIO DECIRLE AL TAXISTA QUE SE TOMARA LA LIBERTAD DE ENCONTRAR UN ATAJO?

NO TENGO LA MAS PINCHI MENOR IDEA POR DONDE CARAJOS ANDABA!!!

CHICA PELIRROJA DE LOS DREADLOCKS Y EL PANTALON TIPO "PARACAIDISTA" COLOR OCRE... TE AMOOOO!!!

JODIDA SUERTE!!!

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