terça-feira, outubro 03, 2006

HIGH

High, high. I'm so high
I can not denaied
What do I want?
I want to touch the sky.

One, two, three I can't be free
Whit the word politics in front of me!
SO high, high, high. That´s hard to bak to sleep
With or withou you
I'll go away becuase i'm so high
that i can touch the sky

So my ladie GOODBYE!!!!!!

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