sábado, 29 de enero de 2011
bondi a finisterre
Otra vez me colgué en el bondi mirando a la chica de pelo corto. Otra vez sentí la culpa atragantada en la garganta. Que bronca, por dios. Me bajé en la parada, otra vez. Para a la semana siguiente volvérmela a cruzar, y saber que nunca, nunca más, la iba a poder mirar.
I got so brave, drink in hand.
Lost my discresion. Its not what, I'm used to.
Just wanna try you on. I'm curious for you, caught my attention.
I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
It felt so wrong, it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it. ♪
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