Amanhã...

...começo de novo. (pareço aquele amigo que dizia: "amanhã apetece-me andar à porrada", ou o B. que dizia "amanhã despeço-me"...).

Hoje acordei a sentir-me assim...


you're so cruel and shamelessbut I can't leave you beyou're so cold and dangerousI can't leave you beyou got the kind of lovingI need constantlyhooked up to my motorAll day longwe go down to texasup to montrealtwo eyes none the wiserin the deepwhen the water gets hotterboth hands in the deepyou got my attentionyou got it allI can take the troubleI'm 60 feet tallI know it ain't easyI must tap your evil wellcos boy,do you come roaringlike a bat out of hellyou drive me so recklessyou'll kill us allI can take the troubleI'll take you onI can take the troubleI'm 60 feet tallyou're so cruel and shamelessbut I can't leave you beyou're so cold and dangerousI can't leave you beyou got the kind of lovingI need constantlyI can take the trouble cos I'm 60 feet tall!!!!!!!!!