quatro minutos depois das sete

hora de partida para outro lado qualquer...

domingo, outubro 22, 2006

Letra perfeita para os (meus) dias que correm...

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Everything happens to me
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"I make a date for golf, and you can bet your life it rains.
I try to give a party, and the guy upstairs complains.
I guess I'll go through life, just catching colds and missing trains.
Everything happens to me.
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I never miss a thing. I've had the measles and the mumps.
And every time I play an ace, my partner always trumps.
I guess I'm just a fool, who never looks before he jumps.
Everything happens to me.
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At first, my heart thought you could break this jinx for me.
That love would turn the trick to end despair.
But now I just can't fool this head that thinks for me.
I've mortgaged all my castles in the air.
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I've telegraphed and phoned and sent an air mail special too.
Your answer was goodbye and there was even postage due.
I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you.
Everything happens to me.
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(skat)
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I've telegraphed and phoned. I sent an air mail special too.
Your answer was goodbye and there was even postage due.
I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you.
Everything happens to me."
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(Chet Baker)
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3 Comments:

  • At 23/10/06 10:59, Blogger boneca said…

    isso é que atrai o azar... imagina que todas essas coisas estão a acontecer com um prospósito muito maior. eu sei que é difícil, mas a vida farta-se de nos pregar partidas!! aguenta.

     
  • At 25/10/06 15:52, Anonymous Anónimo said…

    nao vejo como te poderia compreender melhor......
    sera este o precurso necessario para um fim triunfal?
    ca estaremos para juntas aguentar, chorar, esperar, desesperar e.....esperando que por fim, RIR!
    rir, sorrir e garagalhar bastante...
    FORÇA!

     
  • At 22/1/07 03:18, Anonymous Anónimo said…

    Know the feeling...

    Mas este novo ano algo me diz que vou contrariar o habitual.

    Bom som! ;)

     

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