29 de julho de 2010

Whiskey, please. I need some whiskey, please.
So bring me consciousness and kill my innocence.
Please, lay your eyes on me. Lead me in the dance, give me no chance to reconsider.
I'm the queen of the world, I bump into things, I spin around in circles, and I'm singing.
Why can't I stay like this, dear God? Let me be young. Let me stay, please, let me stay like this.

Bring me home, I got no plans for tomorrow, I got no plans in sight.
If I'm free this week? I'm free this month. I'm lonely. Lonely this year. Lonely forever.
But today... Oh...
I'm the queen of the world.

Ida

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