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Uh, naporne li i duge noći.
Svijet se okrenuo naopačke, što se to događa?!
Tip se ljuti dok mu stisnem šamarčinu iz razonode, nazivaju me ljubomornom, posjećujem mjesta gdje sviraju dalmatinske klape, vino i masline mi stvaraju gadnu frkuheadbang. A uz sve to dijelim deku sa osobom koja melje tri sata bez predaha, a meni ne da spavati. Iako, moram priznati bilo je zanimljivih rasprava o:

-izbuljenim očima
-poznatim i nepoznatim facama
-šamaranju i neozbiljnosti
-rodoslovnom stablu ( kaje na kraju? 3 ili 4 koljeno? )
-berbama ( izlazak u grad s ciljem što većeg broja ulova )
-hend solo
-twist & shout ( žena pauk, pseća sreća, miss-i-ja, ljubav u zaleđu itd. )

Pobrkanih lončića, neukroćenog srca i lijene krvi stigoh napokon u toplinu svog domasmijeh

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swing life away
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long I think that its time to move
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon
let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends some that I hardly know
But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

swing life away!

Post je objavljen 02.02.2007. u 17:29 sati.