terça-feira, 29 de setembro de 2009

O ar tinha gosto de sábado


Take advantage of the season
to take off your overcoat
the spirits will lift
of those young men you provoke
but I'll be laughing, knowing I will take you home

there ain't no lover like the one I've got
ain't no lover like the one I've got
she and I and a brand new start
I gotta give all my love...