Para todas las chicas ahí fuera. Dedicado a vosotras... Mi nueva composición: Bloody Girl. Espero que os guste.
Bloody girl
You're gone in three days
But I never wonder
why you don't stay
No worries
you'll be back in a month
with your angry expression
and a punch in the groin
Don't get mad, girl
I share your pain
Now get me a sandwich
with some baked eggs
It started at 12
and it won't go away
for the next 40 years
Doesn't feel like hell?
There are no exceptions
It's like a curse
It's like getting a taxi in Madrid
You know you'll get robbed
You say we have it good
No pain, no bleeding
Yeah right, but who has to deal
with all the bitching and whining?
Love you anyway, bloody girl
I'm not bitter
Now please shut up
I'm watching Critters!
Just joking, honey
My house is your kingdom
But don't mess it with blood
like you were OJ Simpson
Qué temazo!
AGUR!
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Que buenas las h*stias a los taxis de Madrid y a OJ Simpson.
Temazo.
Gross.
Vaya, ha gustado más a los hombres. No me lo esperaba.
Vas a hacer muchísimas amigas con una canción con tanto mensaje.
Estoy ahora un poco con la guitarra, había pensado que podía usar esta letra para un tema internacional que sin duda me llevaría al estrellato. Te citaría, por supuesto, yo no soy como Bunbury.
Como toda canción, tendría que repetir un estribillo. Me decanto por "It started at 12..... y repetir varias veces Doesn't feel like hell??"
Me parto!
"up up down down left right left right B A start
just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else
but you"
-the moldy peaches, anyone else but you, nosequeaño.
(de la peli JUNO)
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