Patada en las bolas (mamarias)

Llegan The Killers¡¡

Este año no puedo faltar. Si falto me depilaré el mostacho.

Quédate conmigo

En los viejos tiempos, si alguien
tenía un secreto que no quería
compartir, ¿sabes qué hacía?

Subía a una montaña,
buscaba un árbol,
le hacía un agujero…
y susurraba el secreto.

Luego lo tapaba con barro.
Y dejaba el secreto ahí.

Yayy¡¡¡

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...
She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.

I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine,
We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed"

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown
So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.


Me encanta Tokio blues. 'Niña' no es una condición que aún posea, hoy no pude imaginarme así.

Molecular Biology Protocols | Bioinformatics

Molecular Biology Protocols | Bioinformatics

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