domingo, abril 15, 2007

Onde anda você




E por falar em saudade onde anda você
Onde andam seus olhos que a gente não vê
Onde anda esse corpo
Que me deixou louco de tanto prazer
E por falar em beleza onde anda a canção
Que se ouvia na noite dos bares de então
Onde a gente ficava,onde a gente se amava
Em total solidão

Hoje eu saio na noite vazia
Numa boemia sem razão de ser
Na rotina dos bares,que apesar dos pesares,
Me trazem você

E por falar em paixão, em razão de viver,
Você bem que podia me aparecer
Nesses mesmos lugares, na noite, nos bares
A onde anda você?


Vinicius de Moraes
(Dedicated to P. Maionese)

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quinta-feira, abril 12, 2007

Butterfly

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby

Such a sexy,sexy pretty little thing
Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung with your tongue ring
and I ain't gonna lie cause your loving gets me high
So to keep you by my side there's nothing that I won't try
Butterflies in her eyes and looks to kill
Time is passing I'm asking could this be real
Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still
The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal
I can feel too much is never enough
You're always there to lift me up
When these times get rough I was lost Now I'm found
Ever since you've been around
You're the women that I want
So yo, I'm putting it down.

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

I don't deserve you unless it's some kind of hidden message
to show me life is precious
Then I guess it's true
But to tell truth, I really never knew
T'll I met you... See I was lost and confused
Twisted and used up
Knew a better life existed but thought that I missed it
My lifestyle's wild I was living like a wild child
Trapped on a short leash paroled the police files
So yo. what' s happening now?
I see the sun breaking down into dark clouds
and a vision of you standing out in a crowd.

Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Hey sugar momma, come and dance with me
The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance with me
Whatever tickles your fancy
Girl it's me and you like Sid and Nancy
So sexy....almost evil
Talkin' about butterflies in my head
I used to think that happy endings were only in the books I read but
you made me feel alive when I was almost dead
You filled that empty space with the love I used to chase
and as far as I can see it don't get better than this
So butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss
and a thank you miss.

come and dance with me
come and dance with me
come and dance with me
so come and dance with me

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're mypretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

Come my lady
Come come my lady
you're my butterfly
Sugar.baby
come my lady you're my
pretty baby ill make your legs shake
you make me go crazy

come and dance with me
come and dance with me
come and dance with me
come and dance with me

Crazy Town
(dedicated to P. Maionese)

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segunda-feira, abril 02, 2007

2 Amores


Fui ver esta última peça de Zé Pedro Gomes e António Feio. Apesar de não ser a melhor peça que já vi desta dupla não deixou de ser um bom regresso.
Foram quase 3 horas a rir com as peripécias do taxista bígamo...justifica perfeitamente uma ida ao teatro.

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