sexta-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2012

Sexta-feira, meia-noite e uma guitarra



"oh, you are in my blood like holy wine
you taste so bitter and so sweet
oh I could drink a case of you, darling
and I would still be on my feet
oh I would still be on my feet"

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