quarta-feira, 19 de outubro de 2011

that's why Piquenina is a tramp

I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
I love the theater, but never come late
I never bother, with people I hate

I love the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care
I'm broke, but it's o'k

I like the green grass under my shoes, what can I lose?
I'm flat! That's that! I'm all alone when I lower my lamp

Won't play Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind"

I like to hang my hat where I please, sail with the breeze.

I'm not so hot but my shape is my own

I wouldn't know what the Ritz is about.
I drop a nickel and coffee comes out:

I like the sweet fresh rain in my face.
Diamonds and lace - no got, so what?

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