segunda-feira, janeiro 03, 2005
These are the days II
Cocaine
If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out; cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.
If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
Don’t forget this fact, you can’t get it back; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.
J. J. Cale, Troubadour, 1976
CAP @ 1/03/2005 06:59:00 da tarde

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