Thursday, July 14, 2011

Eat, med-eat and love

à l'adresse

2 comments:

  1. fishfishJuly 14, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    When I was
    A little baby
    A mamma's boy
    No one could save me
    From those kids at school

    They would bully
    They would tease
    They would taunt me
    Haunt me

    You're such a pretty boy
    You're such a pretty boy
    You're such a pretty boy
    You're such a pretty boy

    Fear
    I grew up so scared
    The bible belt
    Redneck lifestyle
    One day I'll fly free

    In the airplane
    Where's my seat?
    Where's my champagne?
    Champagne

    I'm such a pretty boy
    I'm such a pretty boy
    I'm such a pretty boy
    I'm such a pretty boy

    Heaven knows the lengths I go to please them every day
    And they don't even notice when I'm
    Down

    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy

    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy
    Such a pretty boy

    Hotels were closed
    And the airport was clean
    He was stranded alone
    In his southwest dream

    Hotels were closed
    And the airport was clean
    I was stranded alone
    In my southwest dream

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  2. yannickJuly 17, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    Très bon jeu de mot!

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