terça-feira, março 29, 2011

woody allen

tragados por um intestino depois de um golo no relvado

esta vai com as letras todas; mais um bocadinho, perdia a cabeça e colocava um vídeo; pfff

It is time
It is time for
It is time for stormy weather
It is time (x2)
Oh ho, it is time for stormy weather
For stormy weather (x3)
It is time (x2)
Whoaw, it is time for stormy weather
It is time (x2)
Oh ho, it is time for stormy weather
For stormy weather (x5)
It is time (x2)
Whoa, it is time for stormy weather

"um familiar"

eu não sou o andy warhol

o urso das nozes

ah ah aaah ah ah aaaah ah ah aaah

Never Ending

Nobre blábláblá

Quanto tempo tenho?

Mister

She's suddenly beautiful and I want to be someone to believe.