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por isso que vou fazer de tudo pra chegar cedo em casa e não ter que passar por lá neste dia... kkkkkkkk

Eu iria pelo menos uma vez.

Eu não tenho preconceito cara, já fui até no show do Molejão e do Art Popular no mesmo dia...

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eu sei, tbm não tenho, se tivesse solteiro iria, apesar da patroa ter tocado no assunto.... kkkkkkkkkk

Dancem com se ninguém estivesse olhando!

ediv_diVad escreveu:Dancem com se ninguém estivesse olhando!

lá da radio paradise

Pra quem curte uma viagem tipo Enya...

Those mist covered mountains, Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands, And always will be
Some day you'll return to, Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn, To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction, Baptism of fire
I've whittnessed your suffering, As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad, In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me, My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds, So many different suns
And we have just one world, But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell, And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell, Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight, And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war, On our brothers in arms.

caiu um cisco aqui no meu olho.. saco

Via Radio Lumen... http://tunein.com/radio/R%C3%A1dio-Lumen-FM-995-s97336/

This is the day
Of the expanding man
That shape is my shade
There where I used to stand
It seems like only yesterday
I gazed through the glass
At ramblers
Wild gamblers
That's all in the past

You call me a fool
You say it's a crazy scheme
This one's for real
I already bought the dream
So useless to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say goodbye
I'll make it this time
I'm ready to cross that fine line

CHORUS:
I'll learn to work the saxophone
I'll play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whisky all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues

My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance
This is for me
The essence of true romance
Sharing the things we know and love
With those of my kind
Libations
Sensations
That stagger the mind

I crawl like a viper
Through these suburban streets
Make love to these women
Languid and bittersweet
I'll rise when the sun goes down
Cover every game in town
A world of my own
I'll make it my home sweet home

CHORUS

This is the night
Of the expanding the man
I take one last drag
As I approach the stand
I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long
This brother is free
I'll be what I want to be

Very very good.

AJA é a sofisticação levada à perfeição.

trilha do minha vida é um desastre

morte escreveu:trilha do minha vida é um desastre

Phantom Limb boa dimais, ótima pra tocar no bailinho matinê de jovens dançantes.