sexta-feira, junho 04, 2004

Singularidades de uma rapariga loura 48 - Eu Vou!

- ao Rock-in-Rio Tejo
- de férias durante a próxima semana
- para o Minho, à praia, às bolas do Natário e ao Glamour
- aceder a uma Internet emprestada para actualizar singularidades e milagres
- acreditar com muita força que na noite de Domingo ou na madrugada de Segunda, durante 3 ou 4 minutos, vou poder fazer de conta que é para mim que estão a cantar:

"Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light

I loved you since I knew you
I wouldn't talk down to you
I have to tell you just how I feel
I won't share you with another boy
I know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once I won't tell you again: it's a bad way

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
You don't have to put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light"

Roxanne - Sting & Police