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8. Feb 2007 15:44

I was de fiesta, with algunos amigos
listening to some people tocando la guitarra
and then mirando the people me fijé en a woman
en la puerta, sola, completely en la parra
y sus ojos gritaban: don't dance with me
don't dance with me,
I'm a horrible dancer.
but do bring me a beer
pe ro da me una cerveeee zaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Garastāvoklis:: cantando en las pesadillas

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