jueves, 16 de abril de 2009

momento


Caminar en hojas secas
Oyendo el crujir de estas
Aliento a tabaco seco
Y barato, mojado
De la cabeza y orejas
Olor húmedo, gritos
Y susurros, chismes
Por la calles
Mentirosos viudos
Por tibios y estériles.
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BOOM BOOM BOOM

Boom boom boom boomI'm gonna shoot you right down,right offa your feetTake you home with me,put you in my house
I love to see you strut,up and down the floorWhen you talking to me,that baby talkI like it like thatWhoa, yeah!Talk that talk, walk that walkWhen she walk that walk,and talk that talk,and whisper in my ear,tell me that you love meI love that talkWhen you talk like that,you knocks me out,right off of my feetHoo hoo hooTalk that talk, and walk that walk http://boomboomboom/

THESE BOOTS WERE MADE FOR WALKING

You keep saying you've got something for me.something you call love, but confess.You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'and now someone else is gettin' all your best.These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doone of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doone of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playinand you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.Ha!I just found me a brand new box of matches yeahand what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doone of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!