That girl is giving you the eye, and I and I and I.
Don't Like it how she makes you laugh so much
How when you're talking, that you touch
She's instantly more pretty and more interesting than me
She is thinking before she speaks
She is not all red and angry
I bet she doesn't like to eat
I bet her feet don't even stink!
I know your eyes are just for me... but..
(As vezes eu me arrependo de ter um blog com o título baseado em uma música d'uma banda chamada Antsy Pants. Sério, amigos, onde diabos eu estava com a cabeça?)
domingo, 25 de abril de 2010
Kiss that grrrl.
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