Detrás de todo este espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas,
de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria...

noviembre 28, 2009

Don't cha baby

I know you like me
I know you do
That's why whenever I come around she's all over you
And I know you want it
It's easy to see
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be home with me

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me

See, I know she loves you
I understand
I'd probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime, possibly
Until then, oh friend your secret is safe with me.
Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.