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3. dan doma. ležim. danas više i ne toliko, ali opet. tko god da je poželio biti doma i ništa ne raditi, neka mi ne zavidi, jer kad sam bolesna, čak poželim nešto raditi ali ne mogu
što sve nisam napravila zbog glupog nosa, tempetarure i bronhija:
nisam učila,
nisam bla kod Likera ni polagala ispit,
nisam slavila rođendan kako se spada,
nisam usisala stan,
nisam speglala veš,
nisam vidla svoje najdraže koji su me trebali oteti da skupa proslavimo moj parni dvoznamenkasti istobrojni rođendan
nisam jela normalno
nisam bila kod frizerke,
nisam mogla šetati Chinkyja,
nisam se igrala s njim,
nisam uživala u jučer tako lijepom danu,
nisam bila sretna,
nisam bila zadovoljna.
a danas sam još doma, kakti na ozdravljivanju. bolje mi je, al još nisam zdrava. pasivno sam bolesna. još samo ispuhujem zaostale viruse, novih više nema.
a trebala bi na tečaj. a nemogu ni ne smijem. nije da mi se pleše, jer mi se ne pleše( bar ne danas, ali vratit ću se ja u formu
) , ali tako bi među ljude!!!!dosta mi je društva moje sobe! i mog stana.
ja bi van! malo trčala. bježala od virusa...
Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya done?’
This used to be the life but I don’t need another one.
You like cuttin’ up and carrying on, you wear them gowns.
So how come I feel so lonely when you’re up getting down?
So I'll play along when I hear that special song
I’m gonna be the one who gets it right.
You'd better move when you're swayin’ round the room
Looks like the magic's only ours tonight
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You'd think that I could muster up a little soft-shoe gentle sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you pick a tune when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
I'd rather be home with the one in the bed till dawn, with you,
Cities come and cities go just like the old empires
When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile.
You got so many colours make a blind man so confused.
Then why can’t I keep up when you’re the only thing I lose?
So I’ll just pretend that I know which way to bend
And I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re mine.
Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands
If you stick around I’m sure that I'll be fine
You can’t make me dance around
But your two-step makes my chest pound.
Just lay me down as you float away into the shimmer light.
by: Scissor sisters
Post je objavljen 25.04.2008. u 09:28 sati.