B-26 It’s a number. It’s a song. It’s a girl. Smooth. Pearl joy packed. Gold falafel, As through ice. It’s four-thirty. Morning with Phone calls. It’s deaf mute. It’s cheap. A foreign car. Maybe bingo. Lucky night? Something says It smells bad.
Odeio ter que aceitar o fato de que eu te amo e sinto sua falta, apesar de tudo o que você me faz passar; o jeito que você me trata faz com que eu me sinta um lixo.